Play House

We introduced Euan to the playhouse today which was made by my father many years ago for Euan's Mummy and her sister.  Within minutes the swimming pool acquired a wardrobe and cooker, presumably for the benefit and comfort of the patrons.  There was also a toilet at the top of the stairs for 'convenience'.  Here, Euan is operating the lift, carrying a chair up and down to the accompaniment of him announcing, 'Ground Floor'.  Reminded me of Are You Being Served!