Postcards from my favourite toilet

So there’s this cafe I like to go to by myself.

Sometimes I go to other cafes with other people, but this one feels like my special place. I can go there and for a precious hour, literally nobody will know where I am. Tucked out of the way in the middle of a grey, poor, and frankly depressed city, it is a little oasis of lovely.

I like it best for its slightly bohemian feel; the wonderfully comfy but rather battered leather sofas, the worn wooden floors, the free wifi. It is always warm, cosy, and full of easy chatter (everyone who frequents the place appears to know the woman who runs it), plus the chai lattes are just gorgeous and my new favourite thing.

The absolute best thing about this cafe though, is that it houses my favourite toilet in the world. Now I am no particular fan of public toilets, but this one is special. No cold, sterile, iffy smelling claustrophobia to be had here – this toilet is clean, warm, airy, and homely. But it’s the walls I really love.

The walls are a beautiful collage. A colourful floor to ceiling of pictures, articles, quotes, jokes, and inspiration. The other day I had an idea to snap some pictures. Yes, I am the sort of person that hangs around in toilets taking photographs. Also that is probably not something you should ever write on the internet.

Anyway, for you, so that you can share in my favourite toilet experience…

Maslow's hierarchy of needs, hand-written onto a piece of A4. I never was too sure about sex being a fundamental, physiological need actually Mr Maslow, but I understand now is not the time to quibble.
Maslow’s hierarchy of needs, hand-written onto a piece of A4. I never was too sure about sex being a fundamental, physiological need actually Mr Maslow, but I understand now is not the time to quibble.
I read this, and remember just loving it. I've no idea where it comes from, if it's a quote from a book or just something someone made up. But it's so poetic and the image it evokes is so magical. That is a bad photograph though, and difficult to read, so for those of you looking at it and going, "eh?" this is what it says: Mr and Mrs Ivan Morrison think they have found a meteorite. Holding it tight in their hands, they can feel it pulsing. Random, but I like it.
I read this, and remember just loving it. I’ve no idea where it comes from, if it’s a quote from a book or just something someone made up. But it’s so poetic and the image it evokes is so magical. That is a bad photograph though, and difficult to read, so for those of you looking at it and going, “eh?” this is what it says:
Mr and Mrs Ivan Morrison think they have found a meteorite. Holding it tight in their hands, they can feel it pulsing.
Random, but I like it.

 

I am assuming this is a like a list of all the things the artist loves. Again, my apologies for the terrible photo, but you can make out: A satisfying burp, Good morning texts, A smile from you, Student discount, the word "lush", biscuits, long walks, fresh linen, and tan lines. It's a good list.
I am assuming this is a like a list of all the things the artist loves. Again, my apologies for the terrible photo, but you can make out: A satisfying burp, Good morning texts, A smile from you, Student discount, the word “lush”, biscuits, long walks, fresh linen, and tan lines.
It’s a good list.

 

Er... step away from the White Lightning?
Er… step away from the White Lightning?

So I’m thinking “Postcards from my favourite toilet” may have the potential to become a regular feature? Maybe. Although I will need to get better at hanging around in toilets and taking decent photographs.

Hm. Doesn’t matter how many times I say it. That is definitely still not something you should ever write on the internet.

Also, for those of you wondering if I perhaps have far too much time on my hands? The answer to that would be, yes I do.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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One Response to Postcards from my favourite toilet

  1. Steve says:

    Happiness is a wise toilet.

    Feel free to pen that on the walls next time you are there.

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