I think "the facilities" is an interesting choice of words for the household bathroom, don't you? Because if we're honest here, is there really anything "
facile" about it? I say no. In fact, facile is probably the last word I would have chosen to describe the room where we go to
do our business. I think maybe the word-people hoped to send us psychic messages of relaxation when they picked that one. Not surprising then, that they called it the "facile-at-ease". "The loo" on the other hand is a great term for it because no one is quite sure where is comes from. Consequently "the loo" has no discernible baggage and is perfectly harmless. It causes zero anxiety. It puts one under zero pressure to
perform or to be in any way competent whilst in that room. It's even a little bit humorous when you say it out loud, hee heeee... The loo. The loo... It sounds like a song and I like it.
Now, say you've come over for a cup of tea, and nature suddenly calls. You will require the use of the loo and, at our house, that will take you by way of the stairs. Along the way you'll encounter a few things: a landing, an ugly boat painting, naked windows, a ragtag rock collection. And when you've almost reached your destination, you'll see in front of you what seems to be a framed rectangle of white nothingness. "Strange to frame a bit of wall like that," you might think to yourself, examining the nothingness. And I would agree with you wholeheartedly.
That is why I took it upon myself to change the framed-rectangle-of-white-nothingness (which, by the way, is the access to the loo's plumbing). I mod-podged it with my junkmail puzzle from
back here, and embellished it with black marker and little daubs of dimensional paint.
This is a much pleasanter prelude to your forthcoming loo appointment than the framed-rectangle-of-white-nothingness, wouldn't you say? Indeedy.
♥M
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