You know how you see things in films and think…. I wish I could do that.
Well, I do that a lot and recently I had a chance to try something I’d seen. Unfortunately, it didn’t go quite the way I expected.
It all started when the husband and I decided to have a mini break.
Opting away from the norm, we actually didn’t go away in a caravan (I think the husband is still having heart palpitations about that)
Instead, we hired a house in the center of Whitby. Being a place we had never visited before, and famous for inspiring the story of Dracula, we decided it would make a nice change.
There were many places we considered hiring but the one we chose won due to one deciding factor…. A corner bath jacuzzi!
Now, I’m sure some of you can see where this story is leading, but I’ll explain anyway.
I’m a romantic so obviously I love rom coms and I’m sure many of you have seen scenes where a couple share a bath.
Well, me, being the silly sod I am, thought this would be romantic so, a few nights in, I filled the bath, turned on the water jets and we enjoyed a lovely jacuzzi bath together. It was just like in the movies….
Accept we are both fat, old, and have never acted a day in our lives.
But anyway, there we were. Me relaxing in my husbands arms and it was beautiful.
Until we decided to get out!
Now, I’m sure you, like my self, have always assumed that you never see couples exit the bath in films because they want to keep a certain age rating.
I’ve now decided that’s a load of rubbish!
The reason you never see them exit the bath is because they blooming can’t!
It wasn’t until we were squished in the bath like sardines that I realised there were no handles on the side of the bath to hold onto as you climb out.
Let’s just say, what followed wasn’t pretty.
It took an elbow to the groin, a head butt and possibly the breaking of a toe to get out of that bath.
Maybe there was an easier way to get out, I don’t know. One thing I do know is after that incident, I don’t think I’m the only one in this relationship that can no long have children.
Needless to say, that fantasy will not be repeated again until we are both at least two stone lighter.