Last summer I was in May Contain Nuts Land, and had gone to visit my aging yuppie friends at their flat next to the Albert Dock in Liverpool. We went to a very trendy eaterie for lunch, and after we had eaten I needed to do something involving plumbing inspections. My buddies pointed the way, explained that it was unisex, and advised me to watch out for the wash basins. And it's a very good job they did - the 'wash-basins' turned out to be a long stainless steel trough. The taps and soap etc were concealed behind a wooden fascia. If I hadn't been warned about this, I would have pissed in it.