Pulling my chain
The first house I lived in had an outside toilet. There was an ordinary one upstairs, but the outside one was one of those old fashioned ones with a cistern up high with a chain that you pulled to flush. … Continue reading →
The first house I lived in had an outside toilet. There was an ordinary one upstairs, but the outside one was one of those old fashioned ones with a cistern up high with a chain that you pulled to flush. … Continue reading →