On our way home from Glastonbury...
we stopped off in a small town for a bog break. I went into the bog and the door wouldn't lock properly, but sod it, I thought, its already heaps better than the Glasto toilets.
Graffiti on the back of the door was the usual stuff - be here at 8pm 23/6/01 or whatever for a good time.
It then struck me that it was today. I finished rapidly and left (while noticing a couple of guys hanging around). I didn't have a watch, so asked wifey the time. 7:58 or something.
Argh! Close one.
It appears that at least some of those messages really are genuine.
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Mon 3 Nov 2003, 15:06,
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Graffiti on the back of the door was the usual stuff - be here at 8pm 23/6/01 or whatever for a good time.
It then struck me that it was today. I finished rapidly and left (while noticing a couple of guys hanging around). I didn't have a watch, so asked wifey the time. 7:58 or something.
Argh! Close one.
It appears that at least some of those messages really are genuine.