It’s like you’re in solitary confinement. The sound of the crowd roaring outside negates your shout being heard. After days stuck in the loo they’ll just find your dehydrated carcass spread eagled on the floor. Hubby was watching the rugby. I was busting to go to the loo. The game was in full swing. I … Continue reading Travels with my Scooter – Stuck in the Loo