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 Originally Posted by Roger Hicks
My bloody brick outhouse did! It was built with virtually no footings (typical French rural outbuilding) and it blew over a few months after we moved in. I've never had the same faith in 'Built like a brick sh*t-house' ever since...
Cheers,
R.
I'm sorry about your outhouse but I did have to laugh at your predicament!
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 Originally Posted by Roger Hicks
My bloody brick outhouse did! It was built with virtually no footings (typical French rural outbuilding) and it blew over a few months after we moved in. I've never had the same faith in 'Built like a brick sh*t-house' ever since...
Cheers,
R.
I fell out of my chair laughing at that one! The worst part was I read it in my office...
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I believe our attraction to decay is primal. It is a vital part of the circle of life, without decay, there can be no birth, or rebirth. The experience of whithering away to dust is an extremely powerful concept that can send shivers of dread down our spines. Someday I will also be worm food, some day my rib cage will collapse like an old rotting barn. It shows not only our mortality, but how life doesn't stop at death, that the cells that make up our bodies are ancient. What we are witnessing when we see decay is the most basic forms of life recycling the most complex. Rotten wood becomes soil in which seedlings may grow, and will one day also rot in an infinite cycle.
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 Originally Posted by Digidurst
I'm sorry about your outhouse but I did have to laugh at your predicament!
Tell you what: I laughed too...
Who could resist?
It's in the far corner of the garden, over a traditional sh*t-pit (not even a septic tank, but a hole lined with loose-fitting tiles sideways on, and hadn't been used (by the look of it) for decades. The two-hole seat was crumbled almost to nothing and my wife put her foot through the floor. The pit is now filled in and there'sd about half a greenhouse there (I plan to finish it one day).
What's alarming is that it's about 40-50 feet from the well (not too bad) and 15-20 feet above it (not encouraging).
Cheers,
R.
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