It’s a slightly odd business, trying to take a picture with an iPhone in the gents at Waterloo station in London. I contemplated the folly of it for a moment or two. But the new signage above the urinals got the better of me.
Fortunately there was a lull in the steady flow of discharging vessels and so my snapping could not be overseen nor misunderstood (“it’s for my blog!” he was heard crying when lead away by British Transport Police).
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