Saturday, January 08, 2005

Not that I Needed Anyone to Be Happy for Me, But Still...

On New Year's Eve, I stopped at the toilet in King's Cross Station before I boarded my train. After I paid 20p (that means "twenty pence" not "twenty pee") to enter the toilet, a charming Indian gentleman directed me to the urinals. Upon successful completion of my business (and after washing my hands), the gentleman gave me a thumbs-up signal and wished me a Happy New Year.

1 Comments:

Blogger Monkey said...

Just glad that you've come so far sense leaving us.

9:22 PM  

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