It's tough "oop North"..
Nov 29, 2017 8:46:08 GMT
Post by tyrednexited on Nov 29, 2017 8:46:08 GMT
I had a very pleasant (if somewhat muddy) circular 11-mile stroll with friends around Derbyshire yesterday.
The return route was via Crich, with a café stop before returning to the car.
My hands were somewhat encrusted with what was probably mud, but given the field occupancy possibly not, accumulated from climbing stiles crossed by previous walkers, so as I passed the conveniences walking into the village, I decided to wash my hands before partaking of the inevitable baked products.
With my knees, after 11 miles of slipping and sliding I just about qualify for the disabled toilet, but I selected the standard unisex cubicle, and gave my hands a good wash.
I noted that the small cubicle had not one, but four separate bog-rolls! All of them were sparsely loaded, and the dispensing mechanism for each was simply a rather industrial looking spindled roll-holder. Each of the holders, however, had had a replacement spindle inserted, and each of these was secured by a conspicuously large, heavy-duty, brass padlock.
It wouldn't have taken me much more than 10 seconds to unroll all the paper from each of the rolls and stuff it in my pocket.
(Perhaps someone used to steal the spindles.......)
The return route was via Crich, with a café stop before returning to the car.
My hands were somewhat encrusted with what was probably mud, but given the field occupancy possibly not, accumulated from climbing stiles crossed by previous walkers, so as I passed the conveniences walking into the village, I decided to wash my hands before partaking of the inevitable baked products.
With my knees, after 11 miles of slipping and sliding I just about qualify for the disabled toilet, but I selected the standard unisex cubicle, and gave my hands a good wash.
I noted that the small cubicle had not one, but four separate bog-rolls! All of them were sparsely loaded, and the dispensing mechanism for each was simply a rather industrial looking spindled roll-holder. Each of the holders, however, had had a replacement spindle inserted, and each of these was secured by a conspicuously large, heavy-duty, brass padlock.
It wouldn't have taken me much more than 10 seconds to unroll all the paper from each of the rolls and stuff it in my pocket.
(Perhaps someone used to steal the spindles.......)
