Our house is approx. 28 years old - and we've been here for 6. In "Flying Over the Rainbow", I described a few of the upgrades we made here, including the new ducted heating and restumping. Yes, we've spent a small fortune on this beloved house, but for the most part the things we've done have not been cosmetic, but safety-oriented.
At last, however, we have managed to set aside some money to upgrade something for the sheer beauty of it. Yes, we've decided to upgrade our bathroom.
Here's the "before" photo:

I laugh a little when I look at this, because in this photo, the bathroom looks OK. But, trust me, it doesn't look good in "person". That glass shower stall in the far corner was pitted and scummy - although I'm sure the previous owner did her best to clean it, well, it was just beyond redemption - oh the hours I spent on my knees trying to scrub and polish to get it looking nice. I never succeeded.
The original tiles in the shower, around the tub, and over the sink, were tan with brown decorative trim around the edges. Really dated. The previous owner painted over them with a special white paint - but inside the shower, that paint started to peel off and flake away a long time ago
(made worse by my scrubbing the tiles in my continuing war on mold):
What's that you say? Eeeeeewwwww!? You bet.
The toilet is relatively new - in our first year here we replaced the old "one flush" toilets with new "dual flush" ones. But the sink is old, with a tan basin that looks pretty icky on the white vanity, and with an aging, pitted gold tap and handles. There's not much storage in that vanity - and it's, well, just cheap and grotty-looking.
The final beast is the jacuzzi tub
(immediately under the window) which I only tried to use once - and quickly came to realize it was too much work to deal with.
Yeah - this bathroom is a beast and it's time to do something.
We called in a local tradesman to have a look - and he had lot of ideas about how to tart the old bathroom up - so away we go. Trevor and his son Ralph arrived y'day and the demolition began at mid-morning.
Here's how it looked when they left:
The noise was deafening - with hammers and saws and...
...well... Trevor and Ralph cut up the tub and lowered it and other bits from the balcony outside the bathroom to the deck below -
RIGHT IN FRONT OF LAKA AND GEORGE'S WINDOW...
If you think saws and hammers are loud - well, wait till you listen to macaw-meltdowns happening about every 20 minutes for several hours.
Laka and George went to bed last night tired, but happy in the conviction that they'd driven off those nasty men making all the noise.
I've got bad news for them. Trevor and Ralph will be back today - probably with earplugs.