Bathroom Makeover for FIFTY QUID?!

If you were given fifty quid to do up a room in your house, what would you do? Do you think it’d even be possible? Where would you start?! Well, I was given this momentous task by MoneySupermarket, with their new challenge. Ya ready? The Home Improvement Hero challenge. Ha! I know.  I have no idea what possessed me to think I was capable of this, I blame the exuberant overconfidence that coffee gives me.

Anyway, with £50 in my pocket and an overwhelming sense of fear, I chose to do up my bathroom. I say I chose, more like the bathroom wept and pleaded with me to do something to help it. It was in a very, very sorry state. Seeing as it’s a pretty basic room with not a lot to it, it always gets totally neglected, with me thinking ah, it’ll only take half an hour to sort out, and leaving it to fester again for a few months.

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Main points in the bathroom that needed sorting; sealant around the bath was going black and pretty bloody grim. A year and a half of Bean’s poor aim had caused the paint on the loo seat to chip off. The toilet roll holder on the wall was broken, again, a Bean related incident, namely him hanging off of it. And the floor. Oh the floor. I had slate tiles, yes I know, fancy fancy, ooh they’re so lovely. No. I couldn’t clean them, nothing I did made them look clean. I scrubbed, I steamed and I soaked. I spent untold amounts on specialist cleaning solutions, and nothing I did worked. Not only that, but the slate had begun splintering, letting loose shards of sharp slate for us to tread on.

Not cool.

I knew I needed to do something about the floor, anything, just so it was safe and presentable. I went with some vinyl floor tiles, as they’re easy to pull up if needed and leave no lasting damage. Obvs this took me hours to fit them all, cutting each and every single one seeing as my bathroom is obnoxiously shaped. It’s not perfect by any means, but gives the room a huge lift, it’s easy to clean and isn’t going to stab me in the foot when I wake up in the morning.

I fitted a new loo seat and toilet roll holder, again, simple but hugely needed and make the room feel more cared for. I also removed the old sealant around the bath and gave it a fresh lot of sealant. A good clean, a tidy up and a few accessories that I already had around the house, and the room feels completely different. Now I don’t feel as though I need to pee with my eyes closed, the fear of being faced with all this STUFF THAT NEEDS DOING NOW, IMMEDIATELY Nope. Now it’s clean, calm and a room I’m pretty damn proud of actually. I’m so happy with the result, now it feels like a room I want to be in. AND I still have all my fingers after using a Stanley knife! Bonus.

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Here’s what I spent:

  • Vinyl floor tiles              – £23.80
  • Toilet seat                     – £11.00
  • Bathroom sealant         – £4.95
  • Sealant remover tool    – £2.60
  • Toilet roll holder           – £4.40
  • Striped basket             – £4.00

Total – £50.75

I was given £50 to use for this challenge by MoneySupermarket.

More makeovery goodness from All You Need is Love (and Cake) and PinkOddy

Ginger Nuts

I’ve got the fear.

The irrational, shrieking, flapping OH MY FREAKING SHIT I HAVE SO MUCH TO DO BEFORE CHRISTMAS fear. Ya know the one, yeahh, we all get it. Yep, even you, yes I’m talking to you with your lists of lists of lists and your “Oh I bought all my presents and cards and shizz back in January.” You’ve got the fear too, I can see it seaping and wafting from you like a bad smell.

In no particular order, because I’m far too disorganised for that – this is what I have yet to do.


Wrap everything up. Send buy Christmas cards. Complete my vendetta against the assault of Christmas decorations falling from the ceiling and walls, the Duck Tape is failing me, it was so promising to begin with, next I’m dusting off the glue gun.

Prepare food and freeze it, as Jamie Oliver goes on about, sticking huge tubs of grazy in the freezer and other such madness.

Help Bean with his letter to Father Christmas, see some family, clean my entire house, make everything wonderful and jolly and festive, so on and so on, etc etc.

Well, at the weekend, I told the fear NO, YOU’RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME MO FO, and I set about making something I’d promised I’d do a while ago. The hilarious and utterly STREXY (yeah I did, strong and sexy, thank you Junior Apprentice) Hannah of Mama Bear With Me, decided to embark on a gingerbread house challenge of EPIC proportions.

I’ve admitted before that I’m completely, undeniably shite at baking, but I have a competitive streak like no other, plus, I AM pretty good at baking stuff that tastes like cack. Well, PERFECT I say!

I knew what I wanted to make, I made no plans, no templates, I didn’t even look at any pictures of what I wanted to make, it’d be fair to assume I winged it. Prepare yourselves feast your eyes my friends, on….

MY GINGERBREAD IGLOO OF GLORY *fist pump* *plays holy music of angels singing*

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I think it turned out all right. Just please, no one tell Bean I stole all his sweets to make this… And yes, that would be a gingerbread eskimo Inuit, and a tiny gingerbread fish. Yup. And no, the candy cane has nothing to do with anything, but what’s a gingerbread house without a candy cane, I ask you? NOTHING I say, NOTHING. I don’t think I have anything more to add… I think the pictures speak for themselves. *cough*

Also, have decided to link this up with the Gallery, because as stressful and utterly ridiculous as this was, I think I may just make one next year… Plus I’d say it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas, when I start making crazy stuff…