Phil - I can picture it now. Hassy around the neck, walking all confident and unapologetic-like with arms by sides as you make your way to the facilities. 'yeah, that's right, I'm going in this here bathroom with my camera... what of it?'.
Door closes, the sound of the lock sliding.
Some long silences peppered with sporadic loud flaps of the shutter and curtains snap away.
Then a flushing toilet.
The sound of the door unlocking.
Door opens.
And away you walk. Hassy around your neck, front and center as Phil walks proudly back to his seat.
Nothing to see here, folks. Nothing to see here.
... until next month when the film gets developed.
