The Naked Gardener. When we bought this house 4 years ago it had been done up to sell. The bathroom was an homage to greyness and masculinity and definitely frolicking. The shower is a huge glass box and the bath is a light flashing jacuzzi that takes an hour to fill. We always knew we needed to soften the whole thing. We need not have worried, all our house plants pretended to be light starved, over watered and generally unhappy in most other rooms. The bathroom was an obvious plant convalescent room. Some still failed but others thrived.

For most of the summer, it has been obvious that thriving was certainly going on at the cost of light levels in the room. Plans were made, while showering, for a September day of houseplant care. Two hours of leaf culling and some reorganisation went to plan.

This morning it is hard to believe how much perkier everyone is.

Without us being fully aware this plant has had a baby. The baby is actually an adolescent. And so a bigger job of moving the adolescent out of the shared pot is required.

More plant planning while showering. Which is about as frolicksome as this bathroom gets. Unless there are three people under 6 in the bath which is actually very frolicksome.