We moved into our house three and a half years ago. Money is tight now that we have a mortgage and a second child (and a serious cloth pad habit). We’re nowhere close to poor but we fail month on month to put any money into our moth-eaten savings account. There is never anything left.
We were lucky that our house was nicely decorated when we bought it. It really didn’t need much doing to it. But it wasn’t our choices. And having only ever lived in rented accommodation, we wanted to make this ours.
So we set a goal to decorate one room every year. That seemed do-able. We started small, with the tiny third bedroom (just as I found out I was pregnant with Iris, so the study became the nursery). Since then we’ve done Lily’s room (in all its hideous Hello Kitty glory), replaced the front and back doors, and built a patio area and veggie patch in the back garden.
This year it’s the turn of the upstairs loo. I’ve known for years what I wanted to do with it. Ever since I bought The Husband this plaque…
I bought it from the Discworld Emporium. It’s a plaque for room 3B within the Unseen University, which is described by Terry Pratchett in ‘Interesting Times’:
“All virtual lectures took place in room 3B, a room not locatable on any floor plan of the University and also, it was considered, infinite in size”.
Me and Him are big Pratchett fans and I love Paul Kidby’s artwork. I thought it’d be kinda cool for a toilet to be room 3B. Geeky, yes. Funny only to The Husband and me. But cool nonetheless. I’m not really into themed rooms but this is the smallest room in the house and every home needs a little bit of folly and whimsy.
So here are the ‘before’ shots, stripped and ready to paint:
And here are the ‘after’ shots:
(Awesome turtle bog seat)
(With a most excellent loo roll holder)
(And, oh my life, the best bit of all – an entire wall of Pratchett!)
(I’ve had this light shade for years but nowhere to put it)
This is the first room in our house that has been decorated exactly as I imagined it. I know it’s geeky. I know it’s not to everyone’s (or maybe anyone’s?) taste. But it’s ours. And I love it.