MY NEW FLOOR

The hall in my bungalow was once beautifully carpeted but like all entrances the muck walked in. Whatever the weather the carpet caught it. It didn’t matter how many shoe-wiping mats were down folk never seemed to use them. So, we modernised. 

I went to a shop called HAPPY FEET FLOORS because we knew they stocked Karndean flooring. Karndean is the company Rosanne works for so we knew the product would be good. 

This is the one we eventually chose

Actually I must have had a premonition when I said I would like a change. Little did I realise the advantages. Just a few weeks after the job was done I discovered the real benefit. That was when my Joe became really poorly, when the cancer took hold and there was daily blood loss. Little did we know when choosing the new floor that it would make life easier, a wooden floor being so much easier to clean than a carpet, especially a floral, cream based carpet!

It wasn’t until after the floor was fitted that I discovered Joe preferred carpet, yet he made no

objection when we chose the colour and style. It was only when people complimented us on our choice that he admitted he was a ‘carpet man’. I heard later that he had gone along with the idea to please me, because - and I’m quoting other people now - I deserved it. According to others he was so grateful for my domestic and caring skills that he wanted to give me something I really wanted. And there was me thinking he wanted it too! So now, every time I walk on the floor I give silent thanks for being married all those years to an extremely unselfish man. 

The finished product