[Doug]

I’ve said it before on here; we had a long drop at Church St, Church. Basically it was a hole in two planks of wood over a box, below that was the long drop straight to the sewer below.

I remember having to stand on a specially made lump of red concrete (moulded from a washing up bowl) in order to reach it. We then had a thunder box and a white loo bowl put in around 64. All this was outside at the bottom of the yard next to the bin hole.

In the early 60s my granddad dropped his false teeth down the drop and had to run down to the filter beds the find them. Yes they did find them, but he never wore them again.

I have to say I can still smell the smell that the outside loo had, including the wood bench. I also remember the white washed walls, spiders and I’ll fitting door. We also had a Tin Bath hung outside the kitchen door which would be brought in on a Sunday night in front of the open fire.

We never experienced the luxury of a indoor bog and a proper bath until moving up to Miller Fold in 67/68, Fantastic memories of a life the seems so, so long ago.