Walking the walls of a seaside castle, nothing much jumps from the battlements save for rough flints and crenelations, and then turning a squared corner to face a row of punctured holes in the wall. What else could it be, but a garderobe.
What’s in a name, the word alien to the English then and now, garderobe stemming from a time way back when the only people who would’ve sounded it out, were the wealthy Norman magnates of England. So it doesn’t surprise the term sounds a little French and bears no relation to our modern speak, being left sidelined centuries ago for similar meaning French and latin words instead - toilet & lavatory. Interesting to me, that is, both words share a link, that being robe and toil, rooted in cloth. Heck even the word ‘loo’ is derived from the French. But the English, for centuries, they stuck with potty instead.
So much of England is linked to France, it’s a pity that us and our closest neighbour have at times been so very far apart.