>> public loos were being replaced by those fancy things with the automatic doors. Standing there cross legged in agony while the machine gleefully spat your coin back at you was enough to drive even a saint to murder.
Heh heh... and they cost 40p I think, eight bob just for a slash!
I believe between clients they hose themselves down internally with disinfected water. They are certainly more sanitary than old-style street urinals, let alone the fragrant continental equivalents matched only by the bogs in cider pubs in this country, but one can't help wondering whether it's worth the palaver, the cost and the reduction in capacity. You wouldn't want that internal hosedown facility to operate when you were trapped inside, I sometimes thought.
Might be worth it though caught short with Montezuma's revenge far from home, a lot better for those purposes than an old-style filthy public bog with inadequate partitions and some sort of pervert in the next cubicle.
Radical curtailment of privacy is a terrible thing for a gently-raised boy. Were it not for baptisms of fire at school, in prison or in the armed forces we would all be wimps.
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