Outside the front of our house there is an eye-shatteringly awful, though necessary, piece of external plumbing. The toilet disposal pipe which runs through our bathroom wall and down to the drain below shines in the afternoon sun creating a halo effect against the backdrop of our historic charming dwelling. It is large, it is a multi-directional piece of honking plastic that from time to time creates a loud whooshing sound akin to a bag of spanners falling over Niagra Falls.
Once upon a time some bright spark had the good sense to cover the thing up with some form of botanical delight, there is a small stumpy trunk and many wall pegs that have been previously used to wire supports for a plant. This would have been a well placed, decorative foliage screen to at least hide the unsightly mess if not the sound of our bathroom adventures.
So having recently moved our honeysuckle from the south side of the house where it was getting scorched by the sun (in Wales!) and becoming unhappy we decided to plant it on the north side where it should be a smiley. So I made a large planter this week and in she went.
It has since flowered in the last few days so hopefully it will now rocket up our wall and completely camouflage the grey tubes that have been giving us nightmares for the last two years. In future guests will be able to park up, admire the rustic aesthetic of our character home and, if they time their arrival correctly, be left running for cover when the sound of a mighty tidal wave suddenly springs upon them.
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