View from

A Coronation Street style vista.

The view from the loo.
The outside loo.
The outside bog.

A northern staple, now lesser seen.
Still in play at the barbers.

The payoff to one of Les Dawsons greatest jokes....

In awe, I watched the waxing moon ride across the zenith of the heavens like an ambered chariot towards the ebony void of infinite space wherein the tethered belts of Jupiter and Mars hang, for ever festooned in their orbital majesty. And as I looked at all this I thought... I must put a roof on this toilet.