We had a bit of a lavatorial disaster day. First the oldest daughter decides to help by putting new loo paper on the roll thing (holder? what do you call those anyway?). The whole new roll ended up in the unflushed loo. So that went straight into the bin.
Later on that same day I hear a crash and then the inevitable shout of "Mummy". The loo seat on the downstairs loo had come of. Sheared off. How on earth did she manage that? All right, the downstairs convenience is in need of refurbishment (or bombing or something) but our plumber has let us down, so this is on hold for now.
Luckily my youngest saw the positive side of things. "At least Daddy won't have to lift the lid anymore when he wants to go. And we won't have to tell him off for leaving it up."
I have taken this into consideration but have decided to opt for a new seat.
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Mrs Yoastie is married to Mr Yoastie. Mr Yoastie has his own blog but never (well hardly ever) writes about what the little Yoasties get up to. I have therefore decided to keep this blog to help me remember all the fun things they say and do.
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2 comments:
That sounds like a smart (and much more comfortable) decision.
hahaha. And just a plain new seat or a see-trough seat with something 'in' the seat?
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