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After breakfast we went shopping for new toilets; this because J is arriving tomorrow and we've noticed that two of the three toilets drain too slowly. The one in our bedroom works fine but the other two are a bit weird. So, having lived with that for eight months, suddenly the imminent arrival of house guests made us think we should do something about it. Our plumber looked at the offending toilets and pipes and decided the problem was the toilets themselves, being twenty years old.
We'd known we would eventually replace them anyway, and decided it made more sense to replace all three at once so they'd match each other, and getting the plumber to install all three at once would be simpler than having him come back several times. So we went to pick out toilets, an experience neither of us had ever had before.
Toilets, I think, are the kind of thing you never notice until you are actually shopping for one, and then suddenly you realise there are zillions of different kinds and you have no idea how to decide which one you like best. The only think you have to go on is the word of the salesman and surely his word has more to do with commissions than with anything else. Shawn took great delight in sitting on all the toilets in the store and entertaining the other shoppers with his colour commentary. Eventually we picked something - and I feel fairly certain that if the delivery people show up with something completely different from what we picked we'll never even know the difference.
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