» Toilets

Ah Glastonbury...
If anyone has been to Glastonbury, they will know the joy of using the 'longdrops'. For the uninitiated these consist of a row of toilets suspended over a huge pit, into which everything drops. By the end of the festival they are usually pretty pongy. Also, you need to bring your own toilet paper.
Being the clever guy I am, i thought I could make it the whole weekend without needing a 'number two', and so did not bother with any toilet paper. By sunday afternoon my guts were aching and so after catching the first 20 minutes of David Kitt's set, I had to run to the longdrops. A painful 40 minutes later I was done, and eager to get back to see if I could catch the end of the set. Unfortunately I had nothing to wipe up with...
After deciding the laminated pages of the pocket guide I had would probably not be a comfortable idea, I remembered that, due to the large amounts of water around the site, I had worn two pairs of socks.
So now every time I find an odd sock in my drawer all I can picture is my poor green sock with 'Wednesday' written on it, floating around in the sludge of the longdrops in the Acoustic field.
(Fri 2nd Sep 2005, 14:23, More)

» Stuff You've Overheard

Overheard in the pub toilets
Once whilst in the toilets at my local, I was minding my own business relieving myself after a few pints. Standing at the urinals were two men, must have been late 60s or so, both with quite rural accents. One says to the other;
"Bin a lotta trouble roun' 'ere lately"
"Yup"
"Need to sort out them 'ooligans"
"Yup"
"They ought to cut 'em up and throw 'em in the canal"
"Yup"
"Only they'd get caught in the weir"
"Yup"
At this point I hurried out, hoping they wouldn't mistake me for a hooligan.
(Fri 11th Jun 2004, 10:24, More)