This is ME talking to you - an anxiety of lavatories!

Why, oh why, do lavatory paper holders jam and lock in the very instance of (their) prime movement?

You're in an anxiety to perform, having either rushed up an escalator or, to the furthest corner of your favourite Supermarket or store, wondering if the loo will be clean.  I mean, you're thinking, should you just sit or, layer the seat with clean loo paper or, sit on your hands or - are you the clever type, who's practised the art of straddling, without touching anywhere....?   It's all such a bother really but, omg, the thing needs to be aired!

And then you're struggling to unclip, unfasten, unzip, all the while loaded with parcels, umbrellas and what-not?  It's enough to make one expire.....!

The problem is always the same - you settle yourself and then the wretched contraption doesn't co-operate.  All you manage to get your hands on is a torn and raggedy piece of material and, of course, we manage - just as always!

Hey ho, it's just one of life's little difficulties we women have to cope with - don't we?

However, perhaps somebody ought to do something about those awkward lavatory paper holders...what do you think???

Daisy