OK, I am back from the holiday home from hell. I am sure some people like having all sorts of for want of a better word crap on their walls but I'm not convinced!
In our bedroom for example on the walls were, a guitar, a suite-case, a couple of old tin baths, some fishing baskets, a couple of bouys, many toy boats, empty bottles in display cases a massive lighthouse bedside lamp (that didn't work) and many other items I have tried to forget about.
It looked like a really badly themed pub. Which is a real shame because the building itself was a really nice barn conversion.
We had problems with the shower which leaked badly into the living room with water going all over the wall lights! We abandoned the showed and had to make do with baths. Which is fine apart from my wife who is six months pregnant finding it almost impossible to get in and out of the bath.
It was nice to get away from work but it was the worse holiday cottage I have ever stayed in.
Getting to it was fun as well, some of those Devon roads are tiny. We had to enter via a B road which was about 7 foot wide (bushes were scraping the wing mirrors on both sides of our normal sized car) and about 1 in 4 steep at places. The car would only climb it in 2nd gear if I got a good run at it - and more often than not I had to revert to first gear to get up the hill.
I'm glad to be back!