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in Kitchen & Home > Bathroom > Bathroom Accessories > Shower Curtains, Hooks & Liners > Shower Curtains Date First Available22 April 2013eclipse dayton blackout curtains High Quality Universal Shower Rail/Rod with Ceiling support and Matching colour semi-open Shower rings The universal angled rod can be mounted over both a rectangular shower tray to cover three sides and a rectangular bathtub. target threshold curtains farrahWhat is included: 1 x 71 cm aluminum tube 2 x 84 cm aluminum tube 1 x aluminum ceiling mount 55 cm long - can be also cut down to size with metal blade hacksaw 14 pcs shower rings - made of plastic in same colour 2 wall mounts, 1 x ceiling mount elements - made of plastic in same colour 2 x corner connecting adapters made of plastic in same colour 1 x connecting adapter made of plastic in same colourcurtain grommets hobby lobby

EcoSpa® PROFESSIONAL Shower Curtain Hanging Track Glide Rail Rod in White | 3 Configurations - SHORT & LONG 'L' SHAPES, 'U' SHAPEmade to measure curtains gravesend Ceiling Mount/Bracket for Shower Curtain Rail/ Rod Aluminium - 55cm - Can be shorten (Chrome) See all 159 customer reviews Mrs. J. P. Penny mrs s j glover See all 159 customer reviews (newest first) Great quality, not all metal but you can't tell by looking. Very happy with this Not quite as "universal" as lead to believe. Couldn't adapt it to my shower. Read measurements VERY carefully. A bit of a pain to fix with the ceiling support being screwed into the pole but the biggest issue is that the main pole is in two parts joined together with a plastic rod in the... Great idea but a couple of design flaws prevent five starts.The plastic bit that connects the two poles together starts to come away so the pole doesn't look completely...

Great value for money. Very good delivery and simple to assemble.... Bought for my boat and needed to alter size which was so simple very well packed quality very good great product and made in Europe!!! easy to fit and looks really good. The shower track was easy to put up and has been easy to pull the curtain all the way round the track. No complaints from my elderly father who uses it daily. See and discover other items: bed curtains, shower curtain rails for bath Home & Kitchen > Bathroom > Bathroom Accessories > Shower Curtains, Hooks & Liners > Shower CurtainsFind everything you would need for to kit out your bathroom by checking out Toolstation's variety of bathroom fittings and plumbing supplies. Choose from a wide selection of toilet seats and maintain its functionality with toilet fittings such as a toilet cistern, concealed cistern, toilet seat hinges, washers, toilet syphons, toilet flushes, toilet flush handles and more. Our range of toilet seats can be bought in bulk for the ease of plumbers or for fitting in commercial and office buildings.

Choose from our Celmac toilet seats, soft close Celmac toilet seats or MDF Celmac toilet seats with plastic, stainless steel or soft close toilet seat hinges. Improve the appearance of your toilet further by purchasing a concealed cistern such as our Unicompact Concealed Cistern and add a toilet flush handle or cistern lever. Fix, change or add a toilet syphon by installing a Viva Skylo Dual Flush toilet syphon for a dual flush toilet or try the simple Epson toilet syphon and secure it with washers from our Bolt Through Cistern Connector Kit. You can also prevent overflow or running toilets with a float valve, toilet fill valve or inlet valve. Select products online and collect from your nearest Toolstation store or spend over £10 online and get it delivered for free.A little more than a year ago, my toilet started running. For reasons I genuinely couldn’t comprehend, each flush would end in a gurgling, four-hour ellipsis rather than the satisfying full stop of old. It was driving me berserk.

I lifted the lid of the cistern, played around with the flush, prodded at the float ball. Nothing would fix it. I searched the internet for clues, watched hours of YouTube videos to get a handle on the problem, but I kept coming up short. In the end, after days of soul-searching, I bit the bullet and called a man out. He nodded hello, walked into my bathroom, lifted the cistern, pulled out a leaf that had somehow got lodged in there, flushed the toilet, nodded again and left. He was in and out in under three minutes, and it cost me £60. Technically it was a call-out fee, but I prefer to think of it as a stupidity tax. You might scoff at my monumental lack of prowess – and you’d be right to – but I’m not alone. We live in a country full of people like me, each of us less likely to know the right sort of Rawlplug to use for a load-bearing wall than the next, and more likely to tentatively consult Google to see if Rawlplugs are actually a thing or not, just like I did a second ago.

And our collective uselessness is killing the DIY store. The tiny independent hardware shops that were once common on our high streets are long gone, swallowed by chains of behemoths. But now even the behemoths are on their way out. This week, B&Q announced that it’s about to shut one in six of its stores. It insisted that “home improvement is not dead” – and yet five months ago, Homebase ditched a quarter of its outlets, and specifically blamed “a less-skilled generation”. Little by little, our industrial parks are turning into ghost towns, and it’s all our fault. Our biggest DIY warehouses – the ones you spent every weekend being dragged around as a child, the ones that devolved from lampshades into planks of wood the further right you walked, the ones that had vending machines in them as if to tacitly acknowledge the bloody-minded stamina it took to walk all the way around one – have become dinosaurs trapped in a world they can’t understand. They no longer reflect the fickle whims of taste.

They’re the Jeremy Clarkson of the out-of-town retail sector. Véronique Laury, head of B&Q’s parent company Kingfisher, told the Guardian this week that the business will only survive if it recalibrates itself towards the clueless. “We have the choice of leaving them with a crap home and little knowledge or doing something for them,” she said. In other words, dumb down or die. In a way, Laury has borrowed her approach from Alison Winfield-Chislett. She runs the Goodlife centre in London, a learning facility dedicated to helping the DIY-averse. And she thinks the most DIY-averse are renters. “I get a lot of new homeowners who have just discovered that their house doesn’t come with a landlord,” she told me. “I have a theory that this fashion for propping your pictures up against the mantelpiece developed because people have landlords who won’t let them drill.” This is my situation. I’ll turn 35 this year and, like millions of people who also see the property ladder as a distant pipe dream, I’ve never owned a house.

I’ve rented rooms in student houses, bedsits owned by my employers and a long succession of flats and houses. And the one thing that’s linked them is the phrase “damage to the property may result in a claim against your deposit”. Unlike Winfield-Chislett, whose 1970s landlords were so easygoing that they let her shave down her bathroom door to fit shagpile carpets, modern letting agents are so scared of tenants mucking up their clients’ investments that they get antsy if you so much as mention Blu-Tack around them. My current landlords even went to the effort of listing the welcome note they sent us on the inventory. As a result, whatever happy memories I gain during my time here – and there should be lots, because this is my son’s first home – are offset by a constant low-level fear that I’ll accidentally bin a greetings card and get billed for £1,500. There are benefits to renting, of course. Moving house – from what I’ve heard – isn’t the legal and financial cluster-migraine that it is for homeowners, and it’s nice to know that whatever goes wrong is someone else’s problem.

But the downside is that as soon as it looks like I’ll have to do anything even vaguely manual, I still end up calling my dad. My dad is a plumber. He’s a big, practically minded man who has spent 50 years contorted uncomfortably beneath an endless procession of kitchen sinks and boilers, fixing things for people. Meanwhile, the highlight of my DIY career came eight years ago when I fixed a squeaky door with a can of WD-40. I was so proud of this accomplishment that I took a selfie. If the ghosts of my ancestors – all farmers and carpenters and mechanics and labourers – saw me doing this, they’d wish they’d been able to haunt my dad and make him sterile somehow. My parents’ house caught fire just before Christmas. They’ve essentially been homeless for four months and, while I would have taken that as an excuse to slack off and eat pizza, my dad turned it into the biggest DIY project of his life. He’s spent weeks sanding and painting and putting things up in an effort to make the place liveable again.

They finally moved back in this week. So, while I was helping him cart a fridge-freezer back from their temporary accommodation, I decided to quiz my dad about my lack of dexterity. “The thought of you with an electric drill in your hand is worrying,” he said. “I don’t understand people who can’t do things themselves. I’ve never seen you do anything, except mess up your bedroom.” He’s referring to the time when I, as a teenager, decided to rag-roll some shelves, without really knowing what rag-rolling was. (Painting with a sponge to get a ritzy, mottled effect.) “That’s indelibly printed on my mind.” Shouldn’t you have taught me how to do things like that? I thought it was a man’s skill. I thought most men were capable of doing things, but apparently not. This is it, you see,” – at this point I’m wheeling the freezer around the back of the house – “I’m watching you, and I’m worried that you’re going to veer off to one side and tip the whole thing over.

According to my dad, practical skills are something you’re either born with or not. “There are two types of people in this world: practical people and non-practical people. I’m not sure it can be taught. Some people can use their hands but don’t use their heads much, and some people can do maths but are a danger when you put a tool in their hand. Leave the freezer there so your mum can put it on Tumblr.” He means Gumtree, but at this stage I didn’t want to infuriate him with any more of my confounded book smarts. During our earlier chat – which quickly devolved into a kind of impromptu therapy session, for reasons you might have picked up upon – Winfield-Chislett was quick to defend my dad for not showing me basic DIY skills. “It’s actually very difficult to teach,” she said. “DIY is the most despairing of all activities. Whoever is doing the DIY is up there holding something with a face full of dust, shouting, ‘Pass me the screwdriver!’ and the son goes, ‘What, Dad?’ and the dad goes, ‘Oh for god’s sake, go and help your mum.’”

But still, to revert back to ugly gender stereotypes for a moment, there’s something deeply emasculating about getting someone in to do stuff for you. (Happily, my wife is equally hopeless.) Especially now that I’m a dad myself. The time will come – and I suspect it’ll come sooner than I’d like – when my son will ask me to fix something for him. Now, I want him to be relatively self-sufficient, and not to think that he can make problems go away by chucking money at a stranger. But at the same time, I don’t want him to watch me cack-handedly smash my hands into goo by trying to bang a picture hook into a wall with the sole of a boot, as I did a fortnight ago. I like to think that I’ve made up for my failings by doing well in other areas. I remain the only member of my family to go to university, for example, and I suspect that I’ve cooked more dinners this week than my dad has in 25 years – but these skills don’t feel as satisfying, or as useful, as the ability to mend things with my hands.