When Mrs Gnomepants V1.0 and I moved into our house in Barnsley, it had a hideous pink bathroom suite from the 1980s. To be fair, it was really well kept and mostly clean- the carpet floor didn’t stink too much of wee as in the houses later years, the previous occupant was an elderly lady.

The house also came with suspicious wiring and an equally ancient kitchen which we replaced swiftly after moving in. The bathroom though- that had to wait.

I liked the shower head, the shape of the bathware and I was especially fond of the black cast iron school radiator we had – it made the cold damp bath feel alive once more instead of a bit creepy. We moved out a few years later so didn’t really get to spend much time in there.