Nicky Soft Touch Toilet Tissue - 32 Rolls

Just as described nice and soft perfect good quality at a decent price

Certainly value for money, but the toilet tissue is quite thin.

Not that much good quality but price is good

Always liked Nicky Soft touch Toilet Rolls so was delighted to see them on amazon. So good that I bought 2 lots of 32 rolls. Very speedy delivery and great quality for the price. Good size rolls. Will definitely buy again.

First off, given the cost of living these days, this product is tremendous value for money. The downside... the paper is a little thin and I managed to give myself an impromptu prostate examination during my, ahem, morning routine. You might need to use a little more than usual to avert those unwanted intrusions (unless you like that sort of thing, of course), in which case, fill your boots.

Excellent price, fast and efficient delivery, great quality

Good price and decent quality

I never thought I’d be the kind of person to wax poetic about toilet roll, but here we are. Life’s full of surprises, and sometimes they come in the form of a 32 pack of Nicky. It all started on a quiet Sunday morning. I was doing my usual Big Shop online, minding my own business, when the algorithm whispered to me, “You deserve better. You deserve Nicky.” And honestly, I did. Fast forward to the next day, and a delivery driver is staggering up the path under the weight of what looks like a marshmallow fortress. 32 rolls. A bounty of bum comfort. Enough to see us through the next couple of weeks, ice age or at least another lockdown. Now, let’s be clear, Nicky isn’t Velvet. It doesn’t whisper “you’re royalty” to your backside, and no one’s mistaking it for a silk scarf. But it’s not sandpaper either. It’s good, honest toilet roll. Dependable. No nonsense. The sort of loo roll that probably pays its taxes early and keeps a tin of biscuits for guests. The first test came the next morning. Nature called, and I answered, armed with Nicky. And I have to say, it was a comfortable experience. Not “I’m floating on clouds” comfortable, but definitely “I’m not wincing” comfortable. It’s soft enough to be kind, sturdy enough that your finger doesn’t stage a surprise appearance. You know what I mean..... By roll five, I realised something profound, Nicky had become part of the household. It was there for the tears, the spills, the alcohol disasters, and that time my husband dropped spaghetti sauce on his shirt and said, “Pass us some of the posh stuff.” We stacked the rolls like Tetris champions, a proud monument to preparedness. My mother came round and raised an eyebrow. “Thirty two rolls?” she asked. “Yes,” I said, looking her dead in the eye, “and every single one of them is worth it.” Weeks later, I still get a little thrill when I see the delivery driver staggering towards the door with the marshmallow mountain, pristine, pure, the guardian of the porcelain throne. It’s not the thick granted, velvety stuff that makes you question if it’s morally right to be that soft. But it’s reliable. It’s got grit (metaphorically, not literally, thank God). It’s the kind of toilet roll that says, “I’ve got you, mate.” In conclusion: Nicky Toilet Roll. Not luxury, but legacy. Not silk, but safety. And if you’ve ever known the sheer panic of running out mid-sit, you’ll understand, a 32-pack of this stuff isn’t just toilet roll. It’s peace of mind. Delivered by subscription.