
(c) Andy Click on photo for a larger image
It wasn't done on Friday night but on Saturday morning under close supervision and great duress.
When he'd finished we jumped up and down and screamed, "Make the noise, make the noise" and he pressed the little silver handle and whoooosssssshhhh. Our toilet FLUSHED. We also went out and bought a cheap plastic seat (to be used eventually anyway when and if we ever fit out the basement).