A shout-out to

This post is to say thank you to Catherine from comeone-letsroll who gave me this award:



She also listed me as one of her favourite blogs at the moment, which is really sweet as I am still relatively new to this whole blogging shenanigans. You should check out her blog too, as not only is it pretty looking, but very funny too. She also seems to like cooking and all things nom nommy, so thumbs up to that too!

Shopping - one for the guys

After the last post and its unpleasantries, onto less loo-orientated matters.

This post if mostly for the guys, or specifically for those who live in a small town like mine and so therefore stores may not have upgraded to be fully accessible.

Today I went shopping for my Dad's birthday present, and I think I can safely say it was even more stressful than shopping for myself. Quite a few of the stores had the menswear on the first floor, the problem being that all the smaller stores of major retailers did not have lifts up to these floors. The shop assistants were helpful, in that they went up for me and bought down items for me to see, but that is not the point.

What the hell do you guys do?? Yes they can bring the clothes down for you, but what about trying them on? Hell, I wasn't even trying them on, and after a while if I went into a store where the menswear was upstairs I just went straight back out. Having to wait and rely on people to bring me the clothes, and not being able to browse in my own time really bugged me, so Gawd knows what it must be like for you guys who have to do it all the time!

Disabled Loos

Ah, Disabled loos, it really is like a lucky dip with them - I always enter them with some trepidation. What really bugs me is that there isn't separate female and male disabled toilets - in my perfect world there would be female, male and Unisex. I don't see why abled people should get a choice and not me!

Not to tarnish all guys with the same brush, but men can, shall we say...miss, on occasion (not that women aren't gross, I have seen some horrific sights in female toilets, but I'm deliberately being pernickety here). I would just like some choice in the matter is all!

Anyways, today was one of those days when I wished there was more than one user-friendly facilities available. On approaching the toilet, horrific bodily sounds were heard emanating from inside (Another thing that bugs me about them - we just get one door, that's it. Other people get a door, then another door. You really feel quite exposed inside those things!), and I knew only bad things could come from this.

I had to wait quite a while, and in that time I heard the loo being flushed a few times. Oh dear. Now I'm sure we've all been in an awkward situation public toilet wise, but I would hope people would leave it in a state that they would wish to find it!

After a further wait, the facilities finally became free. Edging veeeeeeeery slowly in, I then promptly backed out speedily! Oh God, the smell. The smell. I peeked in again, approaching the dreaded toilet. Even from a distance I could see that it was blocked.

Nooooooooooooooooooooo.