A reluctant landlady leaves feedback for the travellers who stay in her home. This week: guests who engage their time and a few liberties while washing
It’s a bit unlucky that my bathroom has to be shared. It’s even more unlucky that it is several steps up from the kitchen,so you could laze in the bath and companionably chat with someone making an omelette at the cooker. It’s cosy, I suppose.
When Muriel from Paris stayed, or she entered the bathroom at around 9.15am and was still in there at 10.45am but she had taken in with her a bag the size of a small sofa. She eventually opened the door in a cloud of steam and scent,looking fabulous. Later I peeked at her toilette items. I had no conception what half of them were for. Mineralised facial water spray? Five different cleansers. Two pairs of eyelash curlers. Eyebrow dye. Blackhead remover. approximately seven different moisturisers. And a large, unlabelled plastic bottle that seemed to be full of oil, and with flakes of what looked like pepper floating in it. She was only away from her home for two days. But her skin was gorgeous,so what do I know?Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com