Eighteen months ago I moved into a bungalow. After years of struggling with the steep stairs, and also having a hard time parking my car anywhere near where I lived – it was amazing. I love the bungalow, the ease of parking outside my front door, the shower, the pretty garden and the privacy.
But I do miss something.
Really, really miss it.
A bath.
Despite baths being hard to get in and out of, but the pain relief was worth the effort. I loved nothing more than sinking into a bath filled to the brim with hot water, bubbles and a Lush bath bomb. And a book, that always got slightly soggy.
And to ease the pain I’d load it up with Epsom Salts too.
To celebrate my mum’s birthday, I booked her a surprise night away I can’t travel far anymore, so it wasn’t very far away. My treat? A bath!
Ugh, it was as good as I remembered – a brilliant way to de-stress and relax my muscles.
