Toilet Tourist

Dear O'H dear and Lovely Tea Jenny,

I had the painters in.

No really, actual painters. What did you think I meant?

Gazz and Rob are painting the outside of the windows*. Gazz knocked mid-morning and asked if he could use the loo. “Of course,” I said as a reasonable human being.

Except that he was in there for long enough for me to deduce that THERE WAS A NUMBER > 1 GOING ON!

There was bleaching.

In the toilet. What did you think I meant?

C

*Or technically, Robb takes the odd break from smoking to paint a bit of a window!