This is our Ye Olde Public Backyard Toilet, complete with handy frog infested shower. Not everyone is lucky enough to possess such a wonderful useless building in their backyard. A relic left over from when our home was a homestead. For us, the enclosing of the backyard with Ye Old New Fabulous Fence to keep out the moo cows so we could hang the washing out, meant that the toilets were enclosed and became the focal (fecal?) point of our lovely backyard. Having been told by The Farmer that our toilets harbour frog squatters, we cleaned up the loos with half a bottle of exit mold and the hose, then left the doors open to let in the sunlight. (Apparently froggies are second cousins to Dracula and dont like sunlight).
Now, the loos are home to our growing rubbish pile, as well as my ducky wading pool that only I have ever been in (the ducks are abit snobby about their wading preferences). Hopefully one day we will actually have people around (maybe camping) to enjoy the you beaut convenient backyard loos.
Failing that, we must be the only people in Grandchester to have more toilets than we have bedrooms. If anyone comes to visit I will feel compelled to offer them their choice of the M or F or indoor loo to match their bedroom. Froggies still are a standard feature, but most of them moved inside the house after they were evicted from the outdoors and our kitty has made lickerty friends with as many as she can. It makes for careful stepping in the middle of the night and a scrutiny of the underside of the toilet seat every time one feels the need to visit. Never mind that slapping noise in the middle of the night, it is the froggies trying to crawl up the curtains in the bedroom. I bet you cant wait to visit.
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