Posh

We're posh! We must be, it stands to reason, our loos have soft-close seats. To close them you just flick them forwards and slowly they ease their way down onto the porcelain pan. Very easy, very gentle, very..... well, posh!

All my kids are posh too, multiple loos, soft-closing in turn like The Pastoral symphony.

We chose our hotel because the TV ads said how comfortable the beds were... and our bed certainly was. Suitably posh, we thought.

The bathroom was posh enough, and, being a posh gentleman, I lowered the seat for Mrs H. Flick, CLUNK!.... gosh!