Just checking for size

For fifteen years the Garden Fairy has objected to the Grandsons and me having secret "Garden Tinkles." Today the solution to the problem has arrived from Finland, which is somewhere in Amazon. A plastic urinal. The joy of not having to lurch from the shed when it's black and the rain is persisting down. Drill, screwdriver bit, air-wraps, shorten hose for shortened legs. 

Now then, settle down. Near Talpa's abode in the town of Ellon, a former public loo became a small gents barbers. (Tall gents also catered for) The name board? "''Ur in Al's."

PS Sorry, focus is poor, GF was giggling.