Date: 8/19/2019
By iwtbcg
I was visiting my mum at her old house. I kept needing the bathroom. For some reason I was using the outside loo, which wasn't even an outhouse, just a toilet at one end of the yard, between the fence and a metal shed. About the third time I went, I was worried about how my nana would cope with the arrangement (when she visited, presumably) because the concrete path was uneven and the toilet was out in the open. Finally I remembered there was an inside bathroom too, and nana would use that one.