The other day, on one of my weekly hospital visits, I passed a door with a sign...
Out of order loos are, regrettably, common enough, but this loo was out of order for a very specific - or specifically vague - reason...
And this is a --- what's it called? --- oh, yes, HOSPITAL!
Meanwhile (and there is - or will be - a point to this seeming digression), if I were drawing up a list of the ten things I'd rather die than do, then bungy jumping would be pretty near the top!
When our friends Roger and Sheila recently took an antipodean tour, they stopped off at the Kawarau Bridge Bungy Jump, outside Queenstown - to look, I'm glad to say, rather than jump!
"I think," writes Sheila, "it's a place that's better looked at when one is standing upright and not behaving like a yo-yo!"
I think so!
"The Shotover river below," Sheila continues, "is incredibly deep, which gives it a wonderful blue colour..."
Thinking about 'incredibly deep' and the potential snapability of bungy ropes would, I know, turn me a 'wonderful green' colour!
In fact, unlike R&S, I don't think I could even watch people hurling themselves off that bridge and trusting their fate to several hundred yards of knicker elastic!
Anyway, before taking the plunge it's no doubt wise to make a visist to the loo, although even the smallest room had a reminder of what was in store - at least I guess that's what it was meant to represent...