Inter-generational scatological bonding

A most enjoyable early morning conversation between Mimi and Nana.
As you can tell from the former's big bright smile, she was delighted to find out what happened to poos when you went to the toilet on the old French trains* (possibly still the case on some not so old ones...)

As I type Nana is on a plane to France first, thus escaping the torrential rain which is now going to entertain us for the next two days, and then to Frankfurt to catch her flight to Namibia.

To say that she has been nervous for the last few days would be a bit of an understatement.
She's managed to fold the operation theater very neatly and fit it in her suitcase but the anesthetist will have to travel in cabin.

She has four different kinds of malaria tablets (some with side effects that would command high prices on the streets of Ballybough), insulin shots, tablets for anything ranging from diarrhea to constipation, a seismograph, an inflatable dinghy, a handbook on how to treat Japanese Encephalitis with medicinal herbs (in case of very strong easterly winds), an ex-soviet army parachute bought on eBay, hippo-strength tranquilizer darts (for hippo), rosary beads, a bed of roses, 12 different types of torch lights (from the little one that hangs on your key ring to the 150,000 candles main spotlight used at the last U2 concert - please God, make it be the last). And a Swiss knife.

Before leaving, she was inserting little cards in four different locations on her suitcase with her name, address, telephone number, email address, record locator, flight number, airports of departure and (hopefully) arrival, blood type, medical insurance number, list of allergies, list of preferences, and a 20 euro bribe for the luggage pilferer to pilfer anything but her mobile pharmacy.

Have fun Mum!

* yes, it splattered on the tracks, which could be seen moving at speed through the hole in the toilet, or not moving at all if you were one of those filthy rebels who ignored the signs asking not to use the toilet while the train was stopped at a station