John_H wrote:
>
> When I was a kid we also had lavatories (at home and at school). None
> of those American euphemisms for the ****house ever passed our lips
> (toilet still makes me cringe). :)
During the 60s when my old man was between bad marriages (sorry mum) he
lived at the family home for a while. Being from catholic stock, it was
a ****ing huge house (and not all the rooms refilled after ww2 thanks to
some ****s flying a dutch flag). So students used to board there too. At
the time it was mostly singa****e/malay families worth a bundle sending
their kids to school. I'm reminded of the fact that most of the family
went away one summer, and dad stayed at the house. They all got back,
and one of the students was having dinner with them. In his best
English, he said to my grandmother 'may I be excused please, I must go
to the ****house'. A few gasps (though to be honest, my grandmother
taught me a bunch of swearwords I didn't know) and then all glared at
dad. Before they left for the holiday, he would have said toilet, dad
'corrected' his English at every sly op****tunity.
--
John McKenzie
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