*Warning: this post contains images which may induce sudden nausea. Please stop reading if you have a weak stomach.
I dislike our toilet. From the plastic cistern to the old plastic seat, to the scratched Caroma porcelain.
With a simple purchase, made this morning, I have improved our (but mostly mine, because the boys I live with do not care) quality of life by 1000 per cent.
Yes, the right toilet seat is not something to be taken for granted. Ever.
This morning I went to Red Hill to check out a vintage lighting store which also happens to sell new bakelite toilet seats, which are manufactured in Melbourne. Instead of walking out with a light, I walked out with a new loo seat!
Bakelite is a really thick, heavy duty material which is quite reassuring when one is perched on a toilet. We had an old bakelite seat when I lived with my parents and we also had one in our last house.
When we replaced the toilet in our last place, the bakelite seat did not fit, so we bought an expensive thicker-than-average plastic seat.
It was still inferior to the old bakelite one, in my opinion.
But I am most ashamed of myself for putting up with the cheap, flimsy white plastic toilet seat and not replacing it straight away when we moved here last year.
Disgusted, really, after I removed the old seat and realised why it was so obvious the constant faint smell of urine was not at all due to my cleaning efforts.
Vindication should never be this hard. Who knew what lay in wait?
You think this is bad...it gets worse...
Oh God, the horror!
I did warn you to cease reading.
The bathroom renovation is definitely on the cards but it will be a while away before we can afford to do it properly. And we're not too sure what we will do and how we will go about it...
Small easy fixes are needed in the meantime, even if they are temporary.
Black and shiny new seat
New bakelite seat
Anyway, my morning has been arduous. One small step, one giant leap kind of stuff. I need a stiff drink.
P.S I've saved the old toilet seat to show all the boys when they come home from school and work. They must aim harder.