tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19918057.post4094210023317715409..comments2024-02-16T04:44:50.172+00:00Comments on The Bookworm: Two-SeatersThe Bookwormhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139740404665123205noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19918057.post-18861685065713920412012-01-11T18:12:23.453+00:002012-01-11T18:12:23.453+00:00Random Ramblings are often rather refreshing ;)
W...Random Ramblings are often rather refreshing ;)<br /><br />Wookie's family home when I met him had an outside toilet - the last of the council housing that hadn't been converted as such. Our first house had one too - although there was also an internal bathroom... built over the coal store/wash house/outdoor toilet. Which meant no heating, three external walls AND a freezing floor - add in leaky sash windows and it wasn't the nicest place on a winter's morn.Missus Wookiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08137463465514115553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19918057.post-67686877745752843722012-01-10T15:37:57.501+00:002012-01-10T15:37:57.501+00:00Bookworm! You've inspired a whole thread of th...Bookworm! You've inspired a whole thread of thought and memory! When I was a girl, we'd spend most of each summer traveling -- our parents would tip all of us kids into the car and off we'd go, all over Canada and the US. We visited many many national parks and random camping corners. I well remember the "way down pots" as I called them -- they terrifyed me with their lack of light and plumbing and their deep dark holes! Many of them, if not most, were indeed two-seaters and fully functional and maintained!ellihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16405706347896531257noreply@blogger.com