The Shower Saga.

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I’ve only just realised that because I have been so occupied with the tale of my recent visit to Scotland, I have missed telling the sorry debacle that we recently experienced concerning our shower. What a farce that turned out to be! I came very close  to losing it completely and it was one of the reasons why I didn’t want to return home from Scotland.

It all began the week I was due to begin my visit to Scotland on the Friday. K and I always shower first thing in the morning and that Wednesday morning was no exception. I showered first and was in the cubicle a little longer than normal as I needed to wash my hair. K followed shortly after. I had just got dressed and done my hair when  the bell rang. “Who the heck’s this?” I thought to myself. It turned out to be the guy who lives in the flat below us.

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