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20:17 – Membury Services, M4 Eastbound. I’ve just entered the men’s toilets, the characteristic smell of piss is turning my guts. I just rejected one cubicle. No seat. I don’t need the seat, I’ve selected a cubicle because I like my privacy. There was also a solitary segment of floating poo.
I moved to the next one, this just had a fallen pube marinating in a puddle of urine. I thought service stations in the UK were improving.
The manager of this one needs sacking.