Toilets
My mother always tells people how, when we were kids, my sister would remember places by what she had to eat there, and I would remember them by the toilets. So it would be "mum, do you remember the really shiny toilet with the funny smell?" "Oh, you mean the ferry to Ireland" "yes, with the chips!"
Damn, this was going to be a really interesting toilet story but then I got Messengering with the lovely Ms Y and now it's time for bed, via the toilet with the nasty wooden toilet seat, I hate those.
tbc
joella
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