I am a huge graffiti fan – NOT a perpetrator, though. But the wealth of information (usually ‘rumpy pumpy’-related) to be found in railway station ‘conveniences’ (a misnomer if ever there was one – have they not heard of toilet paper, soap, handtowel, nay, even the ultimate luxury of a hand-drier?) is something of which Charles Dickens himself would surely be envious.
In recent months, as a result of my occasional visits to the Shenfield Station lavvies, I have learnt that one young lady (I shall conceal her name to spare her blushes) is an excellent provider of personal services to the gentlemen of this parish. I have also been impressed by the tribute to an unspecified person that reads: “You’re a dirty whore – and I love it.” I do believe the author even managed to get the apostrophe in the right place, as Greater Anglia’s vain attempts to paint over the etching (for it was more of a scratched than a written message, but what is wrong with a sub category of ‘etched graffiti’?) were not entirely successful.
My only contribution to public scribbling has been to delete with biro the Greengrocer’s Apostrophe in the plaintive request “Please turn off the tap’s” in a public toilet in Basildon’s Eastgate Centre a few weeks ago.
Finally, a free biro (maybe) to anyone who has picked up on the toilet theme here.