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About Me
- Susan Harwood
- It's one of those odd things . . . I live in my little house by the sea and listen to the radio and reckon I know best about more-or-less everything . . . as I keep telling the news-casters, the policiticians and all the experts interviewed there. I shout quite loud - but I'm beginning to suspect they can't hear! Sometimes, I write to my MP . . . but there's always more to say. So, here it is!
BOOK ON A BLOG
THE BRICKS IN THE CAVE - A full length children's adventure story by Susan Harwood - click on the book to read it.
ANOTHER BOOK ON A BLOG
TIMES RHYMES - For people who want to learn 'Times Tables' the easy way!
11 comments:
Our house was built donkeys years ago.. and the loo is close to the front door, with the window overlooking the drive!!
Obvious really. So we don't have to show visitors the state of the rest of the house. Hence access to visitors (especially the Jones's next door) is only granted to the hall, living room and downstairs toilet. Houses are designed to be practical and many people like the design to make them look there best. Think about it, how many magazines of celebrities show them living in a mess. None. So most people aspire to keep appearance of a nice organised house and not let people into the inner sanctum of chaos and mess.
Ross -
Now I know why so many things in life are a mystery to me. I don't follow celebrity culture!
they are usually near the kitchen because of the drains. Boring but true.
Hello 'Garden Girl'
Welcome to SHOUTING AT THE RADIO.
Now, having a loo by the kitchen door makes more sense - if that menas it is at the back of the house.
It's a bit of a delicate discussion this! But . . .
We have a very tiny space by our front door - where the door to the street, the foot of the stairs, the door to the living room and to the loo all converge and . . . sometimes . . . (I wish one could whisper on a blog) . . . it gets a bit smelly . . . which isn't very welcoming for visitors!
And, maybe I am just too easily embarrassed, but sometimes I am in there when the doorbell goes and someone else in the family answers the door . . . and I feel awkward about emerging from where I am . . . so I sit in there, being as quiet as possible, and wait, and feel rather trapped.
On the other hand, my children are far too easily not embarrassed. If they are playing in the street, they'll come in with half a dozen of their friends and they crowd outside the loo door and try to hold a conversation with me through it . . . and I'm shouting back saying 'WAIT TILL I COME OUT!' - which they don't want to do!
Hayah has left a comment to say her loo window is close to the front door and overlooks the drive! That's bad enough, but our house doesn't even have a drive, so our loo window opens directly onto the street. There's a very small space of earth between it and the pavement - where I planted some holly-hocks as a kind of barrier - but they are there for only part of the year.
And all the houses in our street which have downstairs loos are the same. I'll have to ask around to see if anyone else minds!
Susan
heehee... so you can run quick when you make a smell in the toilet :P
Mmmmmmmm . . . . . . . I want to post a comment on each and every one of your topics, Susan, but . . . . . well, now let me see.
In that tenement building I told you about in my previos posting at 'Cellars', our toilet was immediately inside the front door, and sitting in there it was possible to look up through the high window and see the legs of anyone standing on the landing above! That meant that as a small boy, I often feared that one day someone up there would bend down and be able to look at me sitting there. It never happened, but it could be terrifying sometimes.
It was possible to see up to that landing in this 'dark' close, because it was the top storey of the building and had a wonderful glass roof to let light in to the two top floors.
The house I live in now, in New Zealand, is a wooden walled 3-bedroom house on its own plot of land in a residential street.
Although the toilet was built at the back of the house, next to the laundry and bathroom, it is effectively at the front of the house nowadays. This because the landlord at some stage before our arrival here had blocked off the footway entrance to the front door by eclosing that area completely by a fence. Thus the one and only entrance is by the driveway, along the other side of the house. To give you a mental problem, picture the front door as being on the left side of the house as you look at the house from the roadside, and the back door being on the right side.
So, the front door is not used at all anymore, and the backdoor has effectively become the front door, such that visitors walk past a bedroom window, the bathroom window, the toilet window, and the laundry window to reach our 'front' door now.
Makes sense . . . . ?
David.
David . . .
Your description makes sense . . . but the arrangement doesn't!
I wonder whether I can get my photo here? I notice that some postings have small photos to the right of the poster's name. How did you do this, please.
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O.K. I did it.
But, why is my IMG reference shown below it?
Susan, I agree with you re our house arrangement. We just rent it, and enjot living in it. Strange though it may be.
David.
So the smells (and noises?) are furthest from the rooms people use?
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