Sanquhar public conveniences, in SW Scotland, are located in a quiet square just off the busy main trunk road from Ayr through Nithsdale to Dumfries and England; is about as understated a loo as you are likely to find. The two main claims to fame of this Dumfries & Galloway wild west bandit- country town are that one; it hosts the oldest post office in the British Isles, with a postmaster who bears a striking almost doppleganger resemblance to that Geordy car dog "Ohhh Yes" on the old Churchill car insurance TV ads - in both body and voice! And two, the Scottish bard Robbie Burns used to drink here 200 years ago.
Nowadays everyone drinks here. And how.
We arrive on a quiet & grey July '05 weekday mid-morning. Kind of hung-over quiet if you CMD.
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Upon entry into this pretty bleak yet surprisingly spacious exercise in stacked pink breeze blocks, one gapes upwards at the incredibly high beamed & Dormered ceiling. Perhaps they were initially going to add another floor and decided not at the last minute? Only in Scotland.
So it's left to a few optimistic Scottish spiders to take up home & net curtain the beams.

Venturing straight through into the one number two cubicle, which doubles as a Disabled; although the picture doesn't adequately convey the scene, it is pink cavernous indeed and gives one a sense of being vip bog royalty upon the throne ~ one's own private personal loo studio in fact. One would be almost guaranteed a quiet sit here weekdays, but it would be rather a long way to travel, just for that.

Next up and adhering strictly to order of useage
is another of those bizarre stainless steel hole-in-the-wall wash basins, this one having been kicked in to hell by local late night drunken Kung Fu enthusiasts. Probably venting their rage at the new wave of house-price-rise-money-for-nothing English escapee incomers buying up all the decent local housing, in their frantic search for peace and quiet outwith the giant aggrressive rat run that is now England.

Anyways, the sad little effort consequently barely affords a trickle. Terrible terrible design anyway, it surely got its just deeserts. Still, the pink surround is rather fetching.
Again, the wretched Dumfries & Galloway council play safe with stainless steel with regards the three-man urinal adjacent to said (sad) wash basin. Is it quirky Scottish planning or co-incidence that the red teracotta floor tiling here seems to adopt a distincly tartanesque look?

Cleanliness good 7/10
Quietness of sit, 8/10
Scaciousness of cubicle a delightful 10/10 gold star.
Apart from this, all in all an eccentric excercise in redundant high ceilinged pink that you could only find north of the border.

MSM
This bogblog dedicated to the good Eggbod and Visitor who gave me a boot up the jacksy to do another.