As a kid my gt aunt had an outside toilet, complete with strips of torn newspaper on a string. Upstairs she also had a very 'modern' advacado bathroom suite, in a pristene bathroom, complete with crocheid (spelling) loo roll covers in the shape of georgian ladies upstairs, that no one was allowed to use..! I remember spending the day there, all twisted up because i didn't want to wipe my arse with newspaper. Sometimes nature got the better of me and still i wonder how you are supposed to wipe clean with the Liverpool Echo. I'd always leave a bit 'muddy'. Long visits were hell...!
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