tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3641948057403695439.post5356991082890607800..comments2024-01-05T10:25:21.118+00:00Comments on <center><i>Hull and Hereabouts</i></center>: Winding your way down on Baker StreetHull and Hereaboutshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09286772333461551746noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3641948057403695439.post-50235821288038045392014-04-17T11:50:16.958+01:002014-04-17T11:50:16.958+01:00Victorian England was - if you will excuse the pun...Victorian England was - if you will excuse the pun - awash with public conveniences. In the modern world, visits to any city centre are fraught with anxiety for anybody with a weak bladder. We are forced into McDonalds or up alleyways behind skips and if the cops spot you you are collared for urinating in a public place. Maybe we shouldn't drink.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3641948057403695439.post-74555119944004633772014-04-16T16:14:01.095+01:002014-04-16T16:14:01.095+01:00There is now ONE public convenience in Hull. It cl...There is now ONE public convenience in Hull. It closes at 4.30pm on the dot. How very civilized, I hope all those incoming culture tourists have cast-iron bladders.morbid moraghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17092895988456082523noreply@blogger.com