Nannagarra
A long chain which I had struggled to reach, torn newspaper (supplemented by the tissue wrappers from individual pieces of fruit), a loud, resonating clang followed by a gush of water together with a degree of trepidation that I might fall down into the basin of my great aunt’s toilet - childhood memories, eh?
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I remember the tissue from pieces of fruit, my gran would not let us buy satsumas unless they had their tissue on. We found her personal stash instead of the dreaded newspaper squares.
Izal at home and I went on a school trip advised to take our own roll, I was mortified when my friends had the soft kind.We all swopped except dad he held on to the Izal.
It was good for tracing and making an instrument wrapped around a comb.
When older I stayed with friends who worked for the NHS and they always had "Monogrammed", loo paper.
I was advised by a plumber when we had trouble with drains never to use quilted as it does not flush easily and makes a pile at the bottom of the fall pipe and blocks the drains.
For all the Grans who think this is trivial, I asked him what was the most unusual thing he had ever retrieved from a blocked drain and was told a squashed melon. Answers on a sheet of Izal what that had been used to wipe.