The fantastic news that the Philharmonic in Liverpool has got grade II listed status stirs me to try and compile a list of the best public toilets*. All help gladly accepted.
The Liverpool Philharmonic
PJ Clarke's, New York**
Twerton Park Bath End South side***
The building that holds Burger & Lobster/The Botanist/whatever it is nowadays in Bath****
The Station Inn, Ribblehead, Yorkshire*****
The old open air toilets at Ninian Park******
*obviously, mine will only be gents. I haven't yet enjoyed the benefits of gender-fluid toilets.
**Every 2 or 3 years, I have to find my old guide to New York and increasingly almost break my neck fighting my way though to the obscure place that Mrs Bored has put our travel guides.
*** Due to the windows that mean you can still watch the football through while urinating (standing up, I hasten to add).
**** mainly because you get a lovely view of the roof of the restaurant 5 miles away that your wife is still sitting in.
***** No piss-taking here, a genuinely bloody great view of the Ribblehead Viaduct and the Yorkshire Dales.
****** To be honest, this is mainly because they are the source of the story where I was having a pee in them and I looked up to see something spinning towards me. I got promptly struck on the forehead by a stone chucked by some Taff ragamuffin.
The Liverpool Philharmonic
PJ Clarke's, New York**
Twerton Park Bath End South side***
The building that holds Burger & Lobster/The Botanist/whatever it is nowadays in Bath****
The Station Inn, Ribblehead, Yorkshire*****
The old open air toilets at Ninian Park******
*obviously, mine will only be gents. I haven't yet enjoyed the benefits of gender-fluid toilets.
**Every 2 or 3 years, I have to find my old guide to New York and increasingly almost break my neck fighting my way though to the obscure place that Mrs Bored has put our travel guides.
*** Due to the windows that mean you can still watch the football through while urinating (standing up, I hasten to add).
**** mainly because you get a lovely view of the roof of the restaurant 5 miles away that your wife is still sitting in.
***** No piss-taking here, a genuinely bloody great view of the Ribblehead Viaduct and the Yorkshire Dales.
****** To be honest, this is mainly because they are the source of the story where I was having a pee in them and I looked up to see something spinning towards me. I got promptly struck on the forehead by a stone chucked by some Taff ragamuffin.
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