I grew up in Broken Hill
@Warrigal so I know what you mean about the toilet down the back yard
and you didn’t mention allot of us used newspaper ,that was handled by who knows how many before being cut into squares then hung on a rusty nail in the toilet with millions of flies in summer.
We had a chook ( chicken ) house right next to the toilet as well .

....Oh my it’s a wonder we didn’t die of a combination of diseases

We used phenyl in our toilets, it was thick black very strong smelling stuff that turned a whitish colour when added to water
There was 8 children and we all bathed in the same water ( once a week ) that has been boiled in the old copper out in the back yard , I don’t even remember going to a Dr during my childhood or any of the other
kids going to one either