The saga of the bathroom light
Sunday 29th October 2017 5:50 pm
Because nothing can ever be simple.
A while ago I changed all the lamp shades in the house. This is because everything was non-coloured (ie beige) and I wanted to add some colour. The bathroom had a beige that was pointed at the bottom and then tapered out, so as to collect the maximum amount of dust. At least I assume that's the only possible reason for having one of those. I climbed up on the bath, had a look at it, established there was so much dust that it looked like there was a normal bulb under it. And then decided I wasn't going near all that dust.
Thursday morning I turned the bathroom light on and it flickered. I thought "maybe if I turn it off, when I turn it on it'll have got over it and the bulb won't have gone." Unsurprisingly that didn't happen. Although it didn't trip the switch, which was something. It was dark at the time and there was not enough ambient light coming in from the landing.
But it was fine, I had a solution. I got the spare desk lamp from the spare room, took it out of the box and then there was plastic all over the floor. It turns out it didn't like being folded up in a box and the plastic covering the bendy bit had fallen off and fallen apart.
After I picked that all up I plugged it in to the plug socket handily just outside the bathroom door. I then had mood lighting in the bathroom. You really don't need mood lighting for going to the toilet.
Although it got light before I left for work, I didn't try changing the bulb. Because I'd woken up an hour and a quarter before my alarm went off, and I'd been going to bed late due to Missy playing late, I was tired and therefore dizzy. I can't climb ladders when dizzy. So I left it until I got home - except I left late and it was cloudy and it was surprisingly dark in the bathroom when I got home. Friday was no better, but I thought it was ok, I could last until the weekend.
Saturday morning I went for a flu jab. Which doesn't hurt going in, but afterwards it feels like someone's punched you in the arm. It hurts to touch it and it hurts to raise your arm. Which was perfect for changing light bulbs.
The lamp shade just required me to unscrew the pointy bit. I say just, but it took a good five minutes. So I was glad I didn't try that before or after work when I didn't have much time/light. There was about an inch thick of dust on the lamp shade, and some dead things. The bulb was so dusty it was a job to find its wattage (60W).
I went to my drawer of light bulbs, intending to stick something in temporarily. At which point I found that I have a lot of 100W bulbs (most of which I got free). I did manage to find a 60W bulb. I put that in and turned the light on and my bathroom is now so incredibly bright. All of a sudden it doesn't look dull and colourless, it looks bright and clean.
The saga doesn't end, of course. It has what looks like a normal light fitting, albeit much closer to the ceiling than in other rooms. I thought it would be easy to find something to go over it. But all the bathroom light shades seem to fit to the wall. I think I will be taking a photo of it to B&Q/Homebase to see if they have anything, and inevitably ending up buying something that I'll need to pay an electrician to fit.
Nothing is ever simple.
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