So driving back from Augusta on Saturday night, we pulled into a servo for petrol & I rushed off to use the lav (or the dub, as Don Mary calls it). There was only one toilet and it was engaged. Inside I could hear someone washing their hands so I murmured in soothing tones to my overfull bladder, "Soon, my pretty, soon." The hand washing went on for a good two minutes but it finally stopped - hallelujah! - and then the air dryer went on and then...and then...the hand washing started again! It went on for another couple of minutes, then the air dryer, and then the hand washing bloody well started again!
It was in this moment of utter hand wringing despair that I yelled, "For God's sake, have we got Lady Macbeth in there?" and stormed out, as fast as my crossed legs could carry me.
Where's eliminent when you need it?
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