Marty

Hmmm.... Nice suds there. The carbolic soap we had when I was a child would never produce a lather like that....

Mayhap there are. But do they offer the same privacy?

Huh?

We only have your word for that, ma Sherye...

I did, surely! But I assumed that was simply because there wasn't so much as a square millimetre of plaid to be seen....

When I was a child, my eldest brother (5 years my senior) almost always took a book with him when he went for a bath, especially in the winter months when it would be too cold in the unheated upstairs bedroom for reading. We were a big family, and I think he was just using the bathroom as somewhere he could read in peace and quiet. However, he couldn't stay too long, as the hot water tank depended upon the back boiler from the living room fire, and the bath water would cool down eventually. Some time in the mid-1950's mam found the money to have an electric immersion heater installed. Worried about running up a huge bill for the electricity, she warned us all that we weren't to use it unnecessarily, or leave it switched on too long. Suddenly my brother's time spent in the bath tub started to become much, much longer. Indeed, once or twice I even spotted him taking two books in with him. When the electricity bills suddenly started to get a good bit higher than expected, mam realised that he was simply leaving the immersion heater turned on whenever he went for a bath. And, if the bath water cooled down too much, he would simply pull the plug to let some of it drain away, and then top up with more hot water. Mam finished up paying an electrician to move the switch for the immersion heater from inside the bathroom to the living room!

Jiminy cricket, Gary! That's one huge toilet you have there! The monolith was around twelve foot tall... Just how big a dump do you need to take???

I'm learning something. I'd never heard that saying but it's a good one My French teacher at school used to use it in class, whenever one of us would deny being involved in whatever our latest bit of mischief might have been. He said it translates to "He who excuses himself, accuses himself." Of course, it could also mean "She who excuses herself, accuses herself." (But I went to an all boys school.)

I just read that, Val... I'm a bit worried that it might say something about me that I am the first reader to give it a Laugh emoticon after reading it...

What's that French expression again, clo...? Qui s'excuse, s'accuse ... if I remember my school French correctly. (Hopefully my French is a little better than Val's Latin, and I haven't just called down a plague of locusts on us all.)

She's awake anyway. She just gave a Love emoticon to my Black & White photo from last night. [Edit} And even replied to that effect as I was sending my previous comment.

She posted in here yesterday. Mentioned something about some sleep study thing she was to be involved with last night. Maybe she hasn't woken up yet? Although she was on the GA site 8 hours ago. Could even be she's busy with the Fall Anthology, whose submissions ended at midnight on the last day of November... I understand she has some role on the site to do with the Anthologies.

*high fives Sherye* The funny thing is that I don't think @Valkyrie has seen Gary's Happy Saturday post yet...

Do you want the short or the long answer to that question, wee Drew?

Fake news! Your both as bad as each other. (Think that's the first time I've used the term fake news on here....)

Mental Note to Self... At all costs, avoid getting covered in glitter.

You may have branded him, but you obviously didn't keep a tight enough rein on him, my dear. Good job @Sherye spotted him wandering loose. I'm sure she'll take better care of him than you did. *Shakes head, and wanders off mumbling about the lack of awareness of people who allow their livestock to roam free on the public highway...*

I wouldn't worry about it, ma Sherye. At least you laid your claim to him before @Valkyrie had a chance to.

And a happy Saturday to you, bro! (I see you're taking a leaf out of Drew's book...)

Greetings, young Albert! (In a Zoom meeting at present)

Chanting .... Our Val Initiated Disaster.

I think even dughlas' Thistle might agree with that one, clo!

Okay... So here's my week 36 offering in my challenge to take and unload a new monochrome photograph every week for 52 weeks: It's the concrete steps leading from my lower garden to my upper one (on the left), and also to the upper story of the old two-story stone cottage in my garden (on the right). (Just out of interest, that window in the old cottage, that I used for last week's photograph, is about 4ft 6in (1.4 metres) to the right of this one.)