My husband got caught short a few years ago in a public toilet. He found none in his cubicle, then had to waddle duck-like with his trousers round his ankles into the next one while being watched suspiciously by a man at the urinal.
During the last war,(WW2)it was common practise to have newspaper hanging on a nail behind the door of the loo at the bottom of the garden,and it used to be worth reading in those days,that was where a lot of kids first learnt to read
I remember the toilet at the bottom of the garden especially on dark winter nights. You left the kitchen light on just to see your way to the toilet hoping you didn't slip on the ice. When you opened the door you were glad to find some news paper and a match so you could light the paraffin lamp.
No indoor toilet or bathroom in a lot of houses 40 odd years ago.
I remember them both very well, I was brought up in a slum area. I can't remember when I saw my first toilet roll, must have been well after the war, probably when I joined up. But as Stuartli says that Izal stuff was just as bad. Maybe even worse! People these days don't know how lucky or how soft they have become.