Yesterday we decided to try going along to a local bathroom showroom. It was better than anywhere else we've looked, but, above all, it proved the need to go down to Wigan & the specialist disabled bathroom showroom. It's all very well looking at shower cubicles & trays but it's difficult to imagine how much space is needed for a seat for me to sit on, & grab rails so I can get back up again. So Wigan it is.
The Fox has still not got back to normal sleep pattern which is having a disruptive effect on our lives. It's difficult planning anything in such circumstances, let alone a trip down to Wigan. I'm beginning to think we should just book some accommodation there. Maybe a change of scenery would kill two things with one stone, help clarify our ideas for the new bathroom as well as get the Fox back to normal sleeping by having a couple of nights away from the usual stresses of home life.
Nothing's decided yet. I have to confess Wigan isn't my first choice of holiday destination & it is only an hour or so's drive from here. It should be easy enough to do it, there & back, in a day.
If I was seriously tempted by the idea of a few days away, the idea of a train trip to Edinburgh has more appeal. It's ages since we last went there. Long before the great fire that burnt down so much of the old central part of town, & before the building of the Scottish parliament building.
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