My great aunt had one of those globe ones that opened around the equator to reveal bottles covered in crochet poodles. I thought it was amazing, and vowed to get one just like it when I grew up.
My mum disapproved not only of that, but of her loo-roll covers, the doilies on every surface, the felt cats holding bottles of scent (Sophisticats?) and the ashtray on a pedestal that revolved when you pressed a button on the top. I didn't understand what 'common' meant at that age, but I knew it was much more fun at my aunt's house than at home.
Lack of public toilets in towns.