Take Me To Your Queen

We’re celebrating our first day at sea after long hours of touring yesterday. But before moving on, it should be noted that I have fixture –envy from my short stay in Britain. I’ve noticed it before, but with memories refreshed, I am lusting for…..bathroom plumbing fixtures like those at the Hilton Park Lane.

I’m sure anyone can have these imported if you trade your firstborn, or perhaps were lucky enough to have recently signed a Hollywood movie contract. But I don’t find these anywhere in sight at my favorite Lowes or Home Depot. We may have Issac at Target and Martha at the Big K, but bring me a wall hung soap dish with a teeny-tiny hole in the tray so the water gently drips out eliminating that soggy, mushy soap bar. Or how about an answer to that springy, tight-fitting roller for you know which has been known to go flying outta ‘ya hand and break a nail to boot? Simple, not genius, one bracket, one short bar: pointed sideways for rolling, another pointed up for storage….no manual required.

Then there is the S-shaped grab bar for grabbing whether standing or sitting, gently whispering “artistic” rather than screaming “handicapped.” And the piece d ‘resistance….the tub faucet! A handle for water intensity; a separate one for temperatures: you can ONLY change the temp by pressing a button….”stay”….good dog….no scorching, no unnecessary surprises. I’m looking for a countertop pocket temperature conversion chart now!

Kiko