Ours is the Loo, Our grandchildren call it the toilet,generally it’s can I use your toilet nannie, when I was growing up my grandparents called it the lavatory and it was down the garden, it was one of my earliest memories I was around 4
I have always hated the word lavatory. I think it's because, when I was growing up, we had smelly public toilets in our town, with a sign, Gent's lavatory. All sorts of unsavoury people hung about there, so it was eventually closed town.
Loo or toilet for me. Lavatory casts me back to public toilets of childhood days. Wooden seats, floors often wet and smelly and izal paper soggy on the floor puddles. Also the penny coin operated lock on the door. Holding the door open on the way out of the cubicle so the next person in the queue wouldn’t have to pay a penny, then being scolded by the attendant for doing so.
Here I am broken hearted, paid a penny and only farted ?
Like most people now, I say loo.When at senior school it was called the bog ( delicately reared grammar school girls )? At home when a child it was the toilet. Many servicemen fathers would say the heads.Common people ( according to older relatives) said lav?
I was just going to say 'the heads', lemongrove but you beat me to it! The loo. Sometimes the lavatory It was the bog at my school too (a naice girls'grammar school)
My father called it the throne room. He was certainly fond of sitting on his throne, with the paper. Often too long in a house with 6 of us and only one loo, or lavatory as we called it then. I hate that word - too many memories of a chilly separate loo with hard Bronco paper. It’s always the loo now.
Pretty much loo all the time. Lavatory when I was young. I do remember the boys at junior school calling it "the bog" which seemed to produce snorts of laughter the same way "bottom" did for my children, when they were aged between about 3 and 5