eading into the bathroom to brush my teeth, I paused.
What’s that? I thought, scrunching my nose – there’d been a funny smell for a couple of days.
And when I looked up, I noticed a damp, mouldy patch on the ceiling above the bath.
That can’t be good, I thought, making a mental note to let the estate agent know.
I’d been in the home I rented with my daughter Darcey, six, for nearly three years, and we’d never had any issues.
But then the smell started, and I noticed the bathroom walls were constantly wet, too.
Then I noticed the occasional