I've just come home after a day out with my youngest son. Early Mother's Day treat. We went for lunch and a mooch round Ross-on-Wye. Two coffees and a glass of wine together with a chilly wind meant I needed the loo. Look away now if you're easily embarrassed .
By the time we found the "Public Conveniences" (haven't seen them called that for years) I was somewhat desperate. Dashed in and went immediately to the first cubicle. Oh relief, then.....where is the loo paper. Not only no paper but no dispenser either. I used emergency tissue I carry with me. I checked all the other cubicles and no paper or dispensers in any of them either. Bemused I was leaving when I found the paper in a dispenser attached to the wall just inside the entrance.
Why! I can't think of anyone who would think of looking for paper before they've been, and sometimes you've no idea how much you'll need. Do the people who've decided this is a "good" idea expect us to hobble out of the cubicle, knickers round our ankles, grab some paper and hobble back again.
Bizarre.
By the time we found the "Public Conveniences" (haven't seen them called that for years) I was somewhat desperate. Dashed in and went immediately to the first cubicle. Oh relief, then.....where is the loo paper. Not only no paper but no dispenser either. I used emergency tissue I carry with me. I checked all the other cubicles and no paper or dispensers in any of them either. Bemused I was leaving when I found the paper in a dispenser attached to the wall just inside the entrance.
Why! I can't think of anyone who would think of looking for paper before they've been, and sometimes you've no idea how much you'll need. Do the people who've decided this is a "good" idea expect us to hobble out of the cubicle, knickers round our ankles, grab some paper and hobble back again.
Bizarre.
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