Can it be?

Excuse me for one brief moment as my excitement builds and obsession strikes again! Let me set the scene: you're surrounded by London's greys and white's, the chilly air guides your frozen icicle fingers deeper into your coat's pockets, and you sniffle, suprised your mucus hasn't solidified. You hurry along the street careful not to slip on the wet ground, desperate, searching for that one place that can give you that moment of relief. Finally, you find what you're looking for. You are standing outside what looks to be one of London's trendiest bars.. you go inside. But alas, it is not the pint or martini that calls to you, nor the cute barman with his beatles cut that on anyone else would look a disaster. No, it's the lavatory. And not just any lavatory... egg-shaped toilet cubicles.

Yes. Yes. And in that moment you experience one of those rare moments in your life where you get doped up on natural ecstacy that not many things other than an egg-shaped cubicle can give you.

As an aside, let it be noted that I'm going to London in October and I am going to find this 'Sketch' bar and for the first time in my life be determined to use public facilities :)

As it is written, it will be done.