Toilet humour

One of the delightful gifts left to me on board my boat was a porta-potty. Unfortunately for me, this one was full.

I had a lovely time working out which drain to empty it into. Not, it turns out, the one I chose, which was basically a pit of raw sewage bobbing around merrily which made me gag as I unscrewed the lid and tipped the toilet’s contents down. I should in fact have used the smaller drain, which contained a much nicer pottery funnel, with not a floater in sight.

Ah well. I then got to work with the bleach and petty soon had a mini-loo I was happy to start using myself :)

Narrowboat toilet