In a previous flat, which the landlady used to live in herself until her children had left home. The rest of the place was mostly fine, but she’d tried to do a luxury bathroom with twin sinks and stone tiles but got a total bodger to do it:
- Extractor fan that was put in backwards, so if it rained it sprayed rain into the bath.
- Shower that was set into the wall with the tiles, with no access to the shower mechanism. When the temperature control broke, it turned out that to fix it, all the tiles would have to come off the wall and be replaced and the landlady couldn’t be bothered. So you had to adjust the water temperature on the boiler
- Toilet cistern was behind a wooden panel covered in the tiles, which was an improvement, but then some idiot had grouted over the screws to open it. So one day when there was a problem with the toilet, we had to chip off big chunks of grout to get it open
- Fancy stone-effect tiles which turned out to be porous, but were also a magnet for picking up soap grime. They had some kind of coating painted on them, which had eventually worn off, and water was going through and leaking through to downstairs, and it took ages to figure out where the water was coming from. Rather than replace the tiles and fix the shower at the same time, the landlady bought a big tin of special tile varnish and repainted them. Seemed to fix the leak at least.
- Two really tiny marble bowls on top a counter (of course made of the porous tiles) as sinks, instead of one normal sink set in. The taps didn’t work on one, so it was pointless really. The taps were also huge and set high above the sink, so it was really easy to accidentally spray yourself or the bathroom with water. Total pain to clean, and the water was pitting the marble on the working sink, making it even harder to get properly clean.
*Bathroom door was also warped, and people would regularly get stuck inside.
Pretty much everyone who visited said “oh this place is so fancy! It seems so cheap!”, and then after they’d used the bathroom it changed to “I hate your bathroom”.
Several of the windows were also painted shut. Also, when the boiler was being serviced, the thermostat turned out to not be connected to anything. When we told the landlady, she said “oh I always wondered what that did. It’s really ugly anyway, maybe I should just get rid of it” and was surprised when we wanted a thermostat fitted.