hahaha

When you gotta go, you gotta go 

But come one Rawky....if it were you would you pick the house with the taxi parked on the drive (that he walked right behind) where there was obviously someone in?

Hope it didn't invoke a stroke.

  Well I suppose it will be good for the roses

As in 'he had a stroke, liked it and had another'?

When you gotta go!!! YOU GOTTA GO!!!!! 

lack of bladder and bowel control, I'm glad you said it was a bloke Croc, I'd be wondering where Tupps was this morning

yeah but blokes can use bottles.. they don't need to pee in anyone's front garden..  well maybe some do but that's a completely different subject and I ain't going there

plus in the winter it then makes for a nice hot water bottle that they can carry around..

Funny you should say that.  A few years ago, an elderly friend of my mum's used to come to us for Christmas Day.  He wasn't very mobile the last year he came, and when we got rid of our old downstairs toilet, it turned out that he couldn't get up the stairs to the bathroom.  We thought it was a bit odd that he kept disappearing into the laundry room, and we kept hearing bottles clinking when he moved his shopping bag.  Growly Jnr eventually asked him what was in his bag - he opened it up and pulled out five milk bottles, four of which were full of wee   

It was lucky that his bag didn't get knocked over, because none of the bottles had any sort of top on them!

hahaha.. .oh that would have been a Xmas to remember if they'd fallen over.. 

maybe he should have gone with plastic bottles.. more likely to have come with tops and be less clinky 

So about an hour or so ago there was a knock on the door and lo and behold, when I opened it...it was the same bloke asking to read my electricty meter!

Needless to say he got told to Eff off and reminded that I saw him pissing up the wall by the window and the door was shut in his face!

The husband called our supplier who confirmed that our meter was not due to be read (it was done in October).