Wednesday, 4 March 2015

Toilet time

In my messed up mind last night, it decided that the best way to inform me that I required the toilet, was to put it into my dream. 
I was in a house, walked into the bathroom and found the cistern had been removed and the ball cock was on the floor. 

Having prepared my body to wee as I entered the room, there then became a panic to assemble the cistern back together again before I wet myself. 
On the floor were several different ball cocks and other bits of twisted mental. 

In my frantic efforts to put the toilet back together I could feel myself really needing to pee, that was fortunately the moment I woke up and made a dash to the bathroom. Phew. 

 
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