“The family that eats together, stays together.” Here’s a Victorian variation …
Think it looks weird? Excuse me. I’ve sat on one of these. It was outside, in the privy, and very cold in winter. At least we also had a “gazunder” in the bedroom: a grown up china potty, called a gazunder because it “goesunder” the bed.
The Radio Times was the best source of paper, but we had to read it quick before tearing it into quarters and stringing the pieces together to hang handily in the privy.
Imagine the conversations you would have while sitting on one of these.
Anyone else remember these?