Last Loo Update Ever

Our loo is working like a dream.
No smell, no flies.
Clever Charles.
I sense the potential for a patent.
I have finally put on a proper corrugated roof, and added a vent (I used a piece of standard 100mm diameter plastic drain pipe, which has one end in the business end of things, and the other sticking up above the roof slightly.
The top is covered to keep visiting flies out, and resident flies in (they die at the top of the pipe, trying to get out into the light)
I covered this with a piece of mosquito net that I cut quietly from a corner of her Barbie Princess mosquito net that has butterflies Velcro’d to the sides)
Anyway, all systems go her.
Good job all round.



View from the loo

Imagine the life of a fly born at the bottom of my pit latrine.
Once you have got over the poetic beauty and ingeniousness of the design, you have a quick feed (yum), perhaps copulate, lay a few eggs, and then, while regurgitating and sucking up more food, glancing up you a misty white light. You fly up and up, and up further still until you get to the source. The glorious warm golden sunshine. Fields of fresh cow manure await your pleasure.
But you are stuck behind some mosquito net, and after two days of trying to get out, the last thing your tiny little brain registers, is that you have been foiled by a master.