26 March 2019
Most of the carpets in the bungalow had to be replaced when we moved in; the bedroom flooring was badly stained with spilt drinks, or worse! But I was very happy with the luxurious, deep pile, cream carpet in the lounge.
On Sunday Paul and Kat went to Manchester to watch cycle racing at the velodrome so I was home alone with Rick. Early evening I prepared a supper tray with some cheese and biscuits and a large glass of red wine, I was going to settle down in front of the television and watch Escape to the Chateau. I walked though the dining room and as I entered the lounge I knocked the edge of the tray on the door. The glass somersaulted off the tray and I looked in disbelief at the large puddle of red wine spreading across my cream carpet. It had even splashed up the newly painted walls. I could not believe what I had done.
I spent hours trying to mop up the damage with very little success. The wine had completely penetrated the deep pile. I tried everything – Vanish, salt, vinegar, bicarbonate, washing up liquid. Paul went over it with the Vax carpet cleaner yesterday morning but the stain remains. I have one more trick to try – hydrogen peroxide. If that doesn’t work there is only one solution – a new carpet. Bah!