Wallpaper in the bathroom is one of those things that veers wildly on the acceptability scale...one second every private washroom you visit (and quite a few public ones) seems to be bathed in a dizzying array of stripes and medallions...flocked and vinyl...while the next minute it's all cold austerity and yards of marble.

Having vintage tiles in my bathroom...and therefore being unable to fall prey to the passing diktats of bathroom design magazine...I'm not sure if we're currently in a wallpaper phase or not...something that matters not a jot when faced with Barnaby Gates' This Other Eden paper...a sepia collage of a Britain long gone, yet one that never ceases to raise a lump in the expat throat.