This is an old joke …worth a reading again
>
>In the days when you couldn't count on a public toilet facility, an 
>English woman was planning a trip to India. She was registered to stay 
in 
>a small guest house owned by the local school master. She was 
concerned as 
>to whether the guest house contained a WC. In England, a bathroom is 
>commonly called a WC which stands for "Water Closet". She wrote to 
the 
>schoolmaster inquiring of the facilities about the WC. The school 
master, 
>not fluent in English, asked the local priest if he knew the meaning 
of 
>WC. Together they pondered possible meanings of the letters and 
concluded 
>that the lady wanted to know if there was a "Wayside Chapel" near the 
house 
>. . . a bathroom never entered their minds. So the schoolmaster wrote 
the 
>following reply
>
>
>
>Dear
>
> Madam, I take great pleasure in informing you that the WC is located 
9 
>miles from the house. It is located in the middle of a grove of pine 
>trees, surrounded by lovely grounds. It is capable of holding 229 
people 
>and is open on Sundays and Thursdays. As there are many people 
expected in 
>the summer months, I suggest you arrive early. There is, however, 
plenty of 
>standing room. This is an unfortunate situation especially if you are 
in 
>the habit of going regularly. It may be of some interest to you that 
my 
>daughter was married in the WC as it was there that she met her 
husband. 
>It was a wonderful event. There were 10 people in every seat. It was 
>wonderful to see the expressions on their faces.My wife, sadly, has 
been 
>ill and unable to go recently. It has been almost a year since she 
went 
>last, which pains her greatly. You will be pleased to know that many 
>people bring their lunch and make a day of it. Others prefer to wait 
till 
>the last minute and arrive just in time! I would
> recommend your ladyship plan to go on a Thursday as there is an 
organ 
>companiment. The acoustics are excellent and even the most delicate 
sounds 
>can be heard everywhere. The newest addition is a bell which rings 
every 
>time a person enters. We are holding a bazaar to provide plush seats 
for 
>all since many feel it is long needed. I look forward to escorting 
you 
>there myself and seating you in a place where you can be seen by all.
>
>With regards,
>The Schoolmaster