My Life on a Plate

Bog Wipers and Swipers

Not much to report on yet another drab, dark and rainy day. Still feeling sluglike but Friday being Friday means I had to kick myself into action yielding the bog brush for my favourite ritual of the week. It struck me as quite amusing to find this story on my homepage when I later switched on the computer.


"LONDON - Police in Britain would like to speak to a man who stole a urinal from a pub bathroom.

The man walked into the Royal Oak in Southampton, southern England, ordered half a pint of lager and then went to the lavatory, where he spent 40 minutes expertly removing the urinal from the wall.

He stuffed it into his rucksack and walked out but was caught on the pub's closed circuit television (CCTV) system, which landlords Alan and Suzie Dreja have now handed to police.

"He did a very professional job. He turned off the stop cock and capped off the pipe.

"It was such a good job our staff thought we had taken it off for repair and it wasn't until the evening we noticed," Suzie Dreja said Friday.

She added that the man had even wiped his fingerprints from the bathroom door as he walked out.

Hampshire Police believe the urinal may have been used for a plumbing job elsewhere and said they would like to speak to the man shown on the CCTV footage."

Talk about taking the P***