It’s not like I’m usually in the habit of taking advice from toilet cubicles, as I usually find they have nothing more interesting to say than ‘please wash your hands’ but this one struck me as being particularly fascinating as it assumed (rather incorrectly) that the type of demographic frequenting the toilets of the Royal Oak Inn on Gosford Street, were able to process any information beyond ‘hold your cock when you pee so as not to piss down your leg’