You know every property is unique with regards to how much carpet is laid, some people have carpet in the kitchen, some don’t.

We have been cleaning entire properties for landlords for over 22 years, and domestic house cleans too – so for a couple of hundred quid you may be able to have all of your carpets cleaned throughout, so you need an accurate quote from Andy on 07815 814128 or you can send us a message.

How Much Would It Cost To Carpet Your Whole House?

Using this UK online calculator for a 5m x 5m room (roughly 16ft square) shows a new carpet cost of £224.75.

For a 2 bedroom house, with a lounge/diner, hallway and stairs we estimate the total carpet cost to be £1,123.75

Book a Complete House Carpet Clean – Airbnb or end of tenancy in the next few days – pre booking is essential unless it’s an emergency call out.

Alternate Title: “Confessions from a Somerset Airbnb Carpet: Tales from the Steam Cleaner’s Nightmares”

It’s your favourite Somerset carpet cleaning crew at CrawfordsPRC, back with another thrilling installment of “Why Did I Choose This Career?” Today, we’re diving deep into the world of Airbnb rentals – a veritable treasure trove of cleaning challenges that would make even the hardiest of maids weep into their mop buckets.

Picture this in the centre of Weston-super-Mare: a lovely Somerset home, three spare rooms, and a parade of guests that would make Noah’s Ark look like an exclusive club. Our poor homeowner, bless their entrepreneurial spirit, calls us in once a year during the low season. Why the low season, you ask? There’s always an influx of tourists with Welsh or Birmingham accents; gorgeous people with lilting slang that are incredibly funny and well-travelled.

Airbnb Guests – Heavy Footfall All year Long

Now, let’s talk about the guests, shall we? We’ve got a real United Nations of carpet destruction here. First up, the construction workers. These chaps seem to believe that tracking half a building site through the house is some sort of housewarming gift. Nothing says “home sweet home” quite like a trail of cement and sawdust, right?

Then we have the theatre staff. You’d think people who work around stages would be familiar with the concept of exits, but apparently not when it comes to spilled red wine. It’s as if they’re determined to recreate the final scene of Macbeth on every available carpet surface. We have cleaned vast vats of vomit and we don’t care, wet or dry. Most people don’t have carpets in the bathroom, and some properties have natural wood stairs or hallway entrance so every quote is unique.

Ah, and who could forget the rugby players? These lads treat staircases like scrums and hallways like try lines. By the time they’ve left, the carpet doesn’t know whether it’s been cleaned or tackled.

But wait, there’s more! The travelling nomads, bless their free spirits, seem to believe that “leave no trace” is a suggestion rather than a rule. We’ve found more mysterious stains from these wanderers than there are stones at Stonehenge.

Now, let’s address the elephant in the room – or rather, the couple in the bedroom. These “romantic weekenders” are a special breed. They arrive with a coolbox that could survive a nuclear winter, filled with enough wine to make a sommelier blush and snacks that could feed a small army. And let’s not forget the pizza deliveries. It’s as if they’re training for some sort of Olympic eating event, with the carpet as their practice arena.

So, what do we, the brave soldiers of CrawfordsPRC, face when we enter these vacated love nests? Well, imagine a crime scene, but instead of blood, it’s a Jackson Pollock of wine, pizza sauce, and… actually, let’s not speculate on some of those stains. The two waste bins are usually overflowing with evidence of a weekend that would make Bacchus himself say, “Steady on, folks!”

The carpet, oh the poor carpet! It’s seen things that would make a therapist need therapy. Wine rings that look like failed attempts at crop circles. Mysterious sticky patches that could probably be used as alternative energy sources. And don’t even get me started on the smells. It’s like someone tried to create a new perfume called “Eau de Debauchery” and spilled the entire vat.

Footfall? More like foot-maul. The paths from bed to door resemble the aftermath of a stampede. And let’s not forget the stairs – four sets of them, each telling its own woeful tale of late-night stumbles and early morning walk-of-shames.

Andy and Karon, plus their small army at CrawfordsPRC are not easily defeated. Armed with our steam cleaners, a hazmat suit or two, and a sense of humor that’s been tested more than the alcohol levels of your guests, we dive in. We’ve seen things that would make a lesser cleaning company run screaming, but we stand firm (mostly because our shoes are stuck to your carpet).

So, next time you’re enjoying a quiet weekend at home, spare a thought for us. We’re out there, fighting the good fight against the forces of filth, one Airbnb disaster at a time. And to all you Airbnb guests out there – remember, what happens in Somerset doesn’t always stay in Somerset. Sometimes it stays in the carpet, waiting for us to uncover its sordid secrets.

Until next time, keep your wine in your glasses, your feet on the ground, and for the love of all that’s holy, use a coaster! CrawfordsPRC, over and out.

Lower Kewstoke Road
Weston super Mare
North Somerset
BS22 9LF