mostly david ephgrave

I may be the first person in history to become stoned just from using a toilet cubicle. It’s worth clarifying that I wasn’t a willing participant. The choice to partake wasn't mine. This is the downside of using one of the sealed conveniences in Hitchin Town Centre: you walk into an airtight environment. Within seconds you're complicit with whatever occurred previously. So it was for me: I went in needing the toilet – and came out needing a copy of The Small Faces’ Ogden’s Nut Gone Flake. I suppose it could have been worse: I could have been confronted by a much fouler stench. There’s one thing to be said for the more unpleasant option, though: at least I wouldn’t have left with the urge to munch my way through a packet of biscuits. It must be what it would be like to step into a man-sized bong. A man-sized bong with excellent ablutive facilities. I got out of there as soon as nature would allow – but within seconds I starte...