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Do Not Feed The Giraffes !
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Hopeless lost today, in the depths of the Gwendreath Valley, near Llanelli, and I was desperate for a wee.
So I parked in a farm gate in a very deserted, very muddy lane. As I was doing what a man has to do, I suddenly noticed the sign on the gate, which read ::
" Do Not Feed the Giraffes "
Like a fool, I looked over the gate but could only see some very startled looking sheep.
I won't be taken in by that one again !
So I parked in a farm gate in a very deserted, very muddy lane. As I was doing what a man has to do, I suddenly noticed the sign on the gate, which read ::
" Do Not Feed the Giraffes "
Like a fool, I looked over the gate but could only see some very startled looking sheep.
I won't be taken in by that one again !
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.A perfectly sensible notice in my opinion. After all, if you're looking up to feed the giraffes, it's all to easy to pee all over your shoes!
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I have been startling sheep, and other mammals for as long as I can remember....after all, when I boy has to go, he has to go !
The following story is told in our family. As a very small boy,
I was being taken into Town to do some shopping by my Grandmother, who was a very grand lady, much on a par with Joan Sanderson. I had too pee.
When my pleas for relief became terribly urgent, she took me by the hand and swept into the Ritz, on Piccadilly. She told this snooty looking flunky that "my grandson needs to use the facility and could he please tell her where it was ?"
He asked her, somewhat hesitantly ( my grandmother was very grand indeed ) if she was staying at the Ritz.
At this impertinence, my grandmother said that "she would never stay in a place like this ! " and where was the bloody toilet !
The following story is told in our family. As a very small boy,
I was being taken into Town to do some shopping by my Grandmother, who was a very grand lady, much on a par with Joan Sanderson. I had too pee.
When my pleas for relief became terribly urgent, she took me by the hand and swept into the Ritz, on Piccadilly. She told this snooty looking flunky that "my grandson needs to use the facility and could he please tell her where it was ?"
He asked her, somewhat hesitantly ( my grandmother was very grand indeed ) if she was staying at the Ritz.
At this impertinence, my grandmother said that "she would never stay in a place like this ! " and where was the bloody toilet !
Were the toilets up to Granny's high standards though, Mikey?
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Good point, Togo!
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I personally have very little recall of that time at the Ritz, although I was probably at least 8 years old before I was allowed to pee in a Gents facility on my own. Up until then, I had to pee with lots of various Aunts. My Aunts were rather like Bertie Woosters.....rather too many and rather intimidating.
I do remember using the facility inside Harrods once, in the late 80's, and being tremendously impressed with ambience !
I do remember using the facility inside Harrods once, in the late 80's, and being tremendously impressed with ambience !
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