Change of career

When I was just a little girl I asked my mother what would I be.  Would I be pretty?  Would I be rich? Here’s what she said to me…

You’ll be a toilet attendant.’

Everywhere we went when I was little I had to go to the toilet (bathroom).  It got to the point that I was spending so much time visiting various toilets that the family decided that the perfect profession for me would be toilet attendant.  It was a standing joke and I became a tiny toilet critic readily offering my opinion when asked. 

I have obviously been to a huge number of toilets in the intervening years and I suppose one day it had to happen – I found the toilets for which I would like to be the toilet attendant.