I may have posted this one before. If I have, I’m sure WP will let me know. My older brother moved to Florida after retirement, and lived out his life enjoying life at the seaside. A few years ago, I wrote this poem for him. The artwork was done on my first computer. Such a…
I may have posted this one before. If I have, I’m sure WP will let me know.
My older brother moved to Florida after retirement, and lived out his life enjoying life at the seaside.
A few years ago, I wrote this poem for him. The artwork was done on my first computer. Such a thrill to be able to draw and create!
That’s wonderful nostalgia, Vero. I lived the first 8 years of my life in London in a house with an ‘outside toilet’, so I can relate to it. I mainly remember the big spiders in there, and the squares of cut-up newspaper.
Best wishes, Pete.
OOH how I was scared on those spiders that I just knew were lurking underneath the seat, waiting to bite me.
How cool, Pete! Thanks for sharing that with me!!
Love this so much ❤️
I’m happy you enjoyed it Tracie!
Now I get it, lol. Cute!
Thanks Kim!
Cute!
Thank you Jean!!
I enjoyed your poem. Those were simpler times.
Yes they sure were. Only those who have lived through them will fully appreciate this post.
Very sweet. I remember those. My uncle had one on his farm. When there was a picnic, that was what we used although I’m sure Montgomery Ward wasn’t there.
Everyone had one here back in those days and only the wealthy could afford real toilet paper.
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