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And these days I'm not all that picky ... first I check for a pulse, then ... mmm ... no, just a pulse; that will do it for me. Sometimes, in other circumstances, all I need to do is check my wallet to see if I have enough cash.:D |
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I wouldnt say we were posh, it certainly didnt feel like it when I was carrying two potties downstairs. Thats a job I am glad vanished with time. I have a vivid memory of carrying two potties downstairs and trying to turn the stairs light off with my mouth, those large brown bakalite switches were vicious, it trapped my top lip. I was stuck there with a poe in each hand, lip trapped in switch, now that is really taking the .........put your own word in here. Now I have told you that I dont want anyone to mention it again as I am still traumatised |
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The last time I needed it was when in the UK last Oct. for messaging home -mad panic just as I was leaving for the airport as it had disappeared (blamed son again!). It was found by chance a month later in the basket of my bike. I do carry it with me when out cycling as we're in the middle of the countryside and you never know when you might meet a sex-maniac. No luck so far!;):D |
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When the guzunder had been emtied, it was washed, dried and turned upside down on the bottom step....and whoever was going upstairs ,it fell to them to take them up and put them in the respective rooms. A posh pot, one decorated with flowers went under Ma and Pa's bed...we had a very utilitarian model....white enamel...that went under the big double bed, that we kids slept in.
My brother was asked to take the jerry's upstairs and was most dischuffed about this........anyway after a long argument and threats from Ma, he took it up.....met the cat coming down, was tripped by the cat and the jerry bounced down the stairs and cracked his napper.......mother said this was divine judgement. Another of my brothers hated bringing the jerry downstairs and would slop waz on the stairs so that he didn't get asked again......baaaad move....Ma told him if he did that again she would make him lick it up.....she gave him a bowl of hot water a brush and a chunk of carbolic soap to clean up the mess........the stairs were wood and uncarpeted at the time. |
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They make nice plant pots these days. |
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Returning to bath-time routines as Margaret described - I remember Mum telling me that very often, when lads used to call asking her out, she'd send my Gran with the message that she had to stay in as she'd washed her hair if it was such-n-such who she didn't like.
It was a good excuse back then as there were no hair-dryers and she had to sit in front of the fire all evening to get it dry! |
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