The Outside Toilet. ( haibun )

Water_witch-2by Abigael15 Nov 2013

It was at the bottom of the garden, a small blue beach hut, number ninety nine. A plank seat, set with two round smooth holes. The war taught us thrift, we sat and carefully softened the paper squares of newspaper before use, later it was rolls of Izal ( see-through, so it made good tracing paper , ) but it still needed rubbing to soften, before using it on tender little bottoms. It was a pleasure to sit and listen to the dawn chorus in summer, but not a place to linger in mid-winter .

a latch door -
me singing Sally, Sally,
pride of our alley