We’ve been waiting sixteen years for this loo. This might partly explain our complexion and our propensity to fidget a lot, but thanks to the patience, skill and not to forget a propensity to work during every waking hour it has happened.
Of course the virtues mentioned above are not ours, but those of the human dynamo we think of as Super Thijs.
Not only do we have a new and very respectable loo, of the kind that we would not be ashamed to show to guests, but it’s got a tank, where optionally we can carry our effluent around for a bit, and drop it off in a spot of its choosing.
At the other end of the boat, despite putting in just as many hours everything is in substantially more disarray than it was before. Some things do work as expected to be fair, but the wiring for others has just disappeared.
Ahh well, tomorrow will be another day, and for now at least we can discharge stuff even if we can’t charge anything.
There’ s not much to miss about the old loo, but the sound of the fish splashing eagerly in that very small tube will live in our memories for ever.
For those with short memories, do check out our 2010 post linked below for a complete explanation.
https://fadingmemories.peterhyndman.com/2010/07/poo-chute.html
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It puts the tingling bowls to shame.
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