A rare public convenience this. In Dublin, you usually have to sneak past the security guard in McDonalds, go to a pub or just hang on until you get home. However, although it is convenient, it is not salubrious. The paint is chipping from the walls, and although the toilets are not on a par with the one in Trainspotting, they are not exactly sparkling with the recent kiss of the Toilet Duck. Of course, I can only speak for the Ladies’. The Men’s might be a gorgeous oasis of Molton Brown soap and soft towels.