Would you leave the toilet brush??

Stompa

When we moved into our current house the previous owners took one of the toilet seats with them - they'd replaced it with an extremely cheapo flimsy springy plastic one (made of the same material as washing up bowls) - it was so new it wouldn't even stay down!

Badger_Lady

No, I didn't leave the toilet brush, but in true MSE style I did pack it up and put it into storage with everything else! (cleaned with bleach first).

I left:
- Bottle of fizz with welcome card and plastic cups in the fridge
- Specific cleaning stuff (i.e. branded ceramic hob cleaner)
- Guide on how to use heaters, hot water etc

They also bought half my furniture etc from me, so they've got a kettle, washing machine etc ready and waiting for them... they did pay extra for these, so doesn't really count!

loga

In my previous renting, (nightmare to get the deposit back and didn1t get it yet) We had bin the old brush and buy a new one and On the enventory out, the landlady complained about us having change her lovely brush to a new one (we had put a brand new one on leaving). Some people are really strange aren`t they ?

tonydee

:rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl:

I can't believe I found a thread on whether to leave a toilet brush or not. Classic

Woody69_2

I wouldn't have wanted our sellers to leave the loo brush, not much chance of that though as they also took the toilet roll holder, towel rail, soap dish etc making a right mess of the walls. They even took the garden shed and stepping stones and they were emigrating to Australia!

losingtheplot_2

This post has made me smile!

Am moving house on 1st October and am stressing so much about EVERYTHING, nice to know that I'm not the only person in the world who worries about the little things!

Doozergirl

Phirefly, why did you move out to move back in?!

sooz

I've never left a toilet brush in any place I've sold, but in any places I rent to others, I always leave a brand new still wrapped basic white toilet brush (50p from Tesco) and throw the old one away.


UUURghh....old toilet brush :eek:

Phirefly

*gets comfy*

Because....

We bought out house from our landlord after much heart-renching, sleepless nights and international hostage style negotioation.

He was prepared to give us a good deal (5k under valuation) in return for us completing in a month (it was 30 days) and ensuring the letting agents were kept in the dark as he'd realised quite some way into negotiations that he'd be liable to pay estate agents fees to them if he sold to us. Cue lots of bleating by the do-good brigade, :rolleyes: yes we were being VERY naughty, but the letting agents had never given us cause to feel obliged to them.

SO... we had to pretend to move out as he'd told the letting agents he was taking the property off their books for personal use. Also, the agents owed us £575 in deposit so it was in our interests to play the game. To all intents and purposes we moved out. We gave them a forwarding address (my Mum's) and came up with the juciest fib of all - that we were selling all our bulky items to the landlord. This gave us an excuse not to have to hump out the beds, sofa, washing machine (and Mr. Phirefly's ridiculous giant TV) etc. we then had to move out the remainder of our things and make sure the house was immaculate for inspection

Mr Phirefly in his naive optimism thought the rest of our belongings would all fit in our cars until such time as it was safe to return, in actual fact we filled a long wheelbase sprinter, a Clio, a Bora and the Phiremother's polo to the brim and even then had to stash the garden furniture next door (that was funny, we'd kept the whole thing a secret from the neighbours, until 45 minutes before the inspection was due and I frantically had to knock at No.7 and ask my perplexed neighbour if she had room for a garden table and six chairs for a couple of hours). The rest of the garden paraphenalia just had to stay put.

Martin (Simon/Mark whoever he was) performed his inspection as planned. My personal highlight was when he looked at my perfectly manicured garden (Phiremother had worked her fingers to the bone bless) complete with my prize collection of potted palms, Clancy the wire dog and Maybelline my concrete cow and looked at me and said 'so all this was here when you came?' Yes. Honest.

It was super weird handing the keys to OUR house (we'd completed just days before) over to Martin/Simon/Mark. We'd secreted our charabang of posessions on the other side of the carpark, and there was nothing to do except go to the pub and wait for such time as it was safe to return. Which was about 6 hours later.

Our neighbours must have thought we were barking having seen us spend the entire easter weekend emptying our house then frantically cleaning it only to move everything back in that night.

Worked though, we got our deposit back in full and are now proud owners (ok albeit in partnership with Bristol & West plc) of Tha Wharf in all its glory. Complete with faux-chrome loo brush. Hurrah.

Doozergirl

Phirefly wrote: »

...worked though, we got our deposit back in full and are now proud owners (ok albeit in partnership with Bristol & West plc) of Tha Wharf in all its glory. Complete with faux-chrome loo brush. Hurrah.

I'm glad I asked! :rotfl:

:T :T :T Go Phirefly!