The Attic in Portadown Way JHQ had started as a one-star billet. The inventory confirmmed that. Its continuous fall from grace was to become a Met Man's abode years later.
The attic had a "maid's room" complete with bed, bedside table but no wash basin and no bog.
Underred I set up a dummy facility, complete with a proper seat [on a metal wpb] and loo roll on a kosher holder.
A very unfavourite "friend" was allocated it one Christmas.
Ho! ho! Ho!