Living On A Building Site

[poliphilo]

The bathroom sink has gone, so has the bidet which the cat used as a cat bed. Two bathroom cabinets have come down; I sorted through them yesterday and they were full of things nobody was using- including my father's shaving kit. We have an upstairs toilet for the time being (which is nice) and the bath is still in position because it's made of cast iron and the only way Peter says he'll get it out is in pieces. He'll see to that tomorrow; he warns us it'll be noisy.

The last time we let ourselves in for serious building work was in Oldham. That was much grimmer than this: for one thing it was far more extensive, for another it took place in winter. On the other hand we were younger and more resilient.

Comments

[oakmouse]

How on earth did the bath get in there in the first place? Through the window?

[poliphilo]

Good question.

I imagine two people would have been able to carry it up the stairs. Thing is, Peter is doing the job solo. I thought of offering to help him carry it- and then thought again...

[oakmouse]

Eee, yeah, good time for a second thought. Especially if the stair is narrow at all. I remember watching my dad, grandfather, and great-uncle get an old claw-footed tub down a set of narrow stairs in my grandparents' house, and they had a job of it. I also can't fault Peter for not wanting to do it single-handed!

[poliphilo]

The stairs here are not only narrow but fitted with a stair lift- which makes them even narrower.

[oakmouse]

Ah, then a near-total impossibility. One slip, and a claw-footed tub could demolish or seriously damage the chair-lift.