Melksham Services. The strangest toilet I've ever been in.

This probably says more about my sheltered life than Melksham services, I’m sure there’s stranger public toilets out there somewhere, but anyway…

Stopped for a toilet break at Melksham on the way down to SSUK.
In to the gents and there’s no separate urinals, just two cubicles.
Both doors were open and I could see that one had the traditional set up of a pan at the far end, the other had a urinal.
However, the one with the urinal also had a second urinal on the right, partly obscured by the open door. The only way to use this second urinal would be with the door shut.

Now, maybe I’m being a prude in these modern, liberated days, but I’m glad I had the place to myself. I’m not entirely comfortable with the idea of being alone in a toilet cubicle, then having another man walk in and shut the door behind him.
It would also mean that if someone else had come in to share the cubicle with me, as I started first, and would therefore probably finish first, I would have had to occupy my time somehow while I waited for him to finish before I could open the door and get out.

Is this a one off for Melksham, or is it some new idea that’s rolling out to service stations across the land ?

If it’s Melksham in Wilts, they’re only just getting used to the idea of indoor facilites, plumbing and the like. Give them a year or two.

(Gets in early with the “oddest loo I’ve ever been in” story)…

San Franciso in 1984 – public loo with “half doors” on the cubicles, so you were sort of private until you stood up!

Being as it was SF, I suppose I could just have been in the “alternative” part of town… 😯

was it a childs urinal?

Some festival, blokes toilet area had urinals that were basically set into the inside of the toilet area’s fence, and were reached by going up some steps.

Consequently, you pee’d standing 4 foot above ground level while facing out over a sternum high barrier at the rest of the festival. A little unsettling, but do-able.

However, add to that a few young ladies outside who decided to ‘entertain the troops’ by ‘dancing’ and ‘expressing feelings toward one another’…

Pah 😀 I will raise you some public toilets in New Mexico where the pans were just against the wall in the open bathroom, sinks down one side, urinals down another and then the two pans 😯 no cubicles or walls nothing, apparently to stop lewd behavior.

Love the fact that “Bath Empire” ad’s have just appeared down the side of the page…

Still trying to work this one out but the ad I got over there —–> was for brillo pads! Now, I know the bowl has occasionally needed a quick once over with the toilet brush after a particularly heavy number but brillo pads??!! 🙂

Only one horror story and I swear this is true. Driving through mid Wales, I stopped at some public toilets in a lay by. That enough is a horro story for some but….. I enter the toilets, pick a cubicle and start reading the walls as you do. One piece of writing catches my eye, something about a wife available for the afternoon and a husband who likes to watch, meet in the car park, yadda yadda…. I read the date and think thats quite recent, look at my watch, its todays date… its about 1430… walk through the car park and sure enough, I see just one other car, inside sat a middle aged man reading a jazz mag and particulary unattractive woman smoking a fag…

Incidentally, the advert on the right is for “A quick release” which given the toilet based conversation did make me chuckle….

Hmmmmm, Melksham, he says…
Strange things happen in Melksham, usually spoken of in hushed tones… 😉

Woppit, there’s a set of loos at the top end of Carnaby Street in that Londons famous London that has those very doors. I believe it’s so the local lads don’t get jiggy with each other in a George Michael Stylee. Very disconcerting to see and use!

There is a bar/club place off Guildford high st that has 2 sit down toilets facing each other in one cubicle in the women’s loos. Tis taking the girls go to the loo in pairs a bit far.

Now all be nice about melksham and where are the services can’t say I’ve ever noticed them ?

http://www.urinal.net/

Albania a few years ago, went to the main swimming complex in Tiranna, prev only used by the ruling party members/family. Now only frequented by the wealthy.
Gents toilets is an open tiled area with (Turkish?) toilet rims at floor level. Have to squat down and aim to get anything in there. Fair enough. Only the showers are right beside it in the same tiled area so whilst you’re having a shower the locals are coming in and out, squatting to take care of their ablutions then casually walking past on their way back outside. Weird but all part of the charm of the place.

Cafe Hula in Glasgow is fun. The urinal in the gents is right next to the door, I mean, really, really right next to the door, tight to the door frame – so if someone opens the door while you are having a slash you are standing facing the other diners with your cock out. If the person is in a hurry they’ll actually barge into you mid-piss. This would be understandable if the gents was a really small room but its not, theres plenty of sensible places to have put a urinal other than tight against the door frame.

Whilst working a few years ago, I nipped into a public toilet rather than drive to the test centre like I normally do as I was pushed for time and there was a bloke have a good old Barclays Bank in the corner near the urinals.

I turned straight round and left immediately.

On a more gormless note a few years back my mate, his wife and I spent a few days in a static caravan. The bloody thing was falling apart and I was not using the loo in that thing so I Waited till we left the caravan site.

Went into the nearest town, got some breakfast, blagged 20p off mates mrs for toilet, didn’t look at the sign proper and walked into find a urinal only.

Had to come out and blag another 20p off mates mrs to use another ” proper ” loo 😳

I’ve never lived that down….

Had a piss in this one recently in Amsterdam which was amusing

The one man stand up urinals in Amsterdam are amusing too..
Edit- DAMMIT!

Great minds… 🙂

this thread is useless without pictures from the OP.

I was having a few beverages a long time ago in New Orleans, the place not some themed pub, and the mens bogs in the bar had about 2 urinals and one sit down dumper bascially in the middle of the room. I had a bad bum and, well frankly, didn’t care that i unleashed all hell in front of a queue of bemused fellas. Had i been sober, no chance. Weird.

The most unnerved I’ve been whilst I’ve ‘been’ was at Leeds festival a few years ago. Essentially the urinals were in great big long lines back to back, but they only were around waist height, so if it was busy you would effectively be stood there, cock in hand and taking a piss, whilst doing everything in your power to not make eye contact with the chap opposite. Him doing the same of course, meaning that in the desperation, eye contact would accidentally be made. Awkward isn’t the word…..

The trick in that situation is to start talking and creep as many people out as possible tom

Not a public toilet but a hotel bathroom.

A mate and I went on a bargain holiday in Greece. The bathroom was plain white tiles with a pan, sink and overhead shower in the corner. The drain was just a hole in the floor, no grill, about 8 to 10 inches in diameter. This was before wet rooms where fashionable. I was sat having a morning clear out, too much beer and a dodgy kebab the night before, when I heard next door flush their toilet. Followed a couple of seconds later by their “deposit” float by our drain in the floor.

Brought a whole new meaning to the game of poo sticks.

There is a hotel we work in occasionally where there are urinals on 2 walls. There are 2 mounted so close to the corner that it would be impossible for both to be in use without the 2 users rubbing buttocks together.

one sit down dumper bascially in the middle of the room

Worked on a film set build in big old victorian warehouse. The loo was on one of the upper floors but the place was pretty run down and was being stripped out ready for refurbishment. So on that floor all the partition walls had been taken down so there was just a loo on a little tiled plinth sitting in the middle of a football pitch sized warehouse.

Funniest job (ha) like that was project in a tower block that was due for demolition. The water and power were off so each loo only had one flush in it. Over the period of a fortnight we had to nominate one and use it until it had to be flushed then pick another. By the end of the project the only remaining loo with a flush was on the 20th floor.

There’s a bar in York that has mixed bathrooms. SO there’s a urinal seperate, but the toilets are fair game, with sinks in the middle. Not especially weird, more a good use of space. But last time I was there, the toilet was full of tourists who were either laughing or horrified.

Heard a story once about a restaurant in Tokyo, where the urinals laugh and take a picture of you. Hope it’s true. And I never go there.

Brussels Airport – with the ladies shut they used the mens. No-one seemed to have any problems.

But does it bother the women who go in pairs for a chatter away from the men?

I installed a home urinal in our downstairs bog. Very practical when there are chaps in the house as a traditional WC isn’t good for standing peeing.

The most unsettling bog I’ve seen was in a big office building in Karachi, Pakistan. Right on the public landing as you came out of the lifts was a small concrete stall with a hole in the floor, starting blocks and a hose. People were squatting down straining in it in full view of office workers coming out of the lift and heading for their offices. It stank too.

Some of these are in the middle of Manchester Piccadilly gardens:

Once saw a medieval bridge in a medieval town arcing prettily over the river. Half way along the bridge was a toilet cubicle. Of course there was no plumbing, there was just a hole in the floor of the cubicle. Probably 50ft down to the river where people were fishing, kids playing etc.

There was a door on the cubicle for your discretion.. just don’t think about anyone below being able to see a turd escaping your white bottom, or the whole town watching your turd arcing gracefully through the air…