Yes, no more potty humour, lets stick to discussing the Vindo-loo!
Visne partem mei capere? Comminus agamus! * Me semper rogo, Quid faceret Iulius Caesar? * Confidence is a good thing! Overconfidence is too much of a good thing.
[b]Legio XIIII GMV. (Q. Magivs)RMRS Remember Atuatuca! Vengence will be ours!
Titus Flavius Germanus
Batavian Coh I
Byron Angel
Sorry these photos are only through Facebook at the moment as I know many RAT members aren't on FB. Hopefully some others will appear soon.
This may work...
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Yay - it did!
Moi Watson
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Merlot in one hand, Cigar in the other; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!
Well, actually, I have always wondered why the Romans, with all their enginering ingenuity, would lower their buttox on a (sometime very) cold slab of stone on a daily basis. So this discovery in my view points to a greater degree of comfort then what the archeological data suggested, but logic dictated.
Quote:Well, actually, I have always wondered why the Romans, with all their enginering ingenuity, would lower their buttox on a (sometime very) cold slab of stone on a daily basis.
You clearly have not read The Specialist by Charles Sale.
Michael King Macdona
And do as adversaries do in law, -
Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.
(The Taming of the Shrew: Act 1, Scene 2)
Coming from the North East of England and understanding fully the cold draughts caused by whistling winds and ...erm...exposed toilet facilities, I would certainly second wooden seats and not stone or marble...unless you wish to freeze your assets?
Moi Watson
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Merlot in one hand, Cigar in the other; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!
The Specialist, first published in the UK in 1930 and probably earlier in the States, is a comic masterpiece which I thoroughly recommend. It concerns one Lem Putt, who has a speciality: the construction of privies. He also prides himself on his after-sales service. On one occasion, one of his customers comes to him saying that he has a problem with one of his privies: his hired hands are spending too long in there. Lem Putt investigates and finds that the hired hands are spending 40 minutes to an hour in the privy. He realises that he has made the seats too comfortable, so he sets to work with his plane and makes the edges of the seats sharper. The result is that, after this, the hired hands spend no more than four minutes in the privy!
Clearly, the Romans did not want their latrines to be too comfortable. I would, therefore, throw out the suggestion that the wooden toilet seat came from the commanding officer's house. He could spend as long as he liked in there!
Michael King Macdona
And do as adversaries do in law, -
Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.
(The Taming of the Shrew: Act 1, Scene 2)
