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Derelict Toilets of the UK, 2013-2018

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The Derelict Toilet.


AKA the Lavatory, Loo, WC, Crapper, Khazi, Bog, Dunny, Shithouse, John, Cack-Laboratory, Latrine, Little boys room, Ivory throne.

An obsession I didn't realise I had until I was reviewing my pictures after visiting St. Johns and counted 33 images of toilets in various shapes, sizes, and stages of decay. I reviewed photos from previous explores and the toilet image content ratio was hovering at around 15-20%. Like watching the first series of breaking bad in two evenings, or smoking crack, the addiction had crept up on me and by this time it was too late, I was hooked...

From that day forth, I can't help myself and actively seek out these attractive ceramic recepticles. Sometimes I find a lonely toilet, tucked away in an abandoned asylum and I've been overheard saying things like "there there" and "It's OK daddy's here".

It has taken a long time to sift through 1000's of photographs in my dropbox but I'd like to share some of these with you.

My high points have included the multitude of toilets at Severalls and St. Johns, Low points being only able to find one at Sleaford Bass Maltings and worse still, NONE at Wolverton Works.

Please share your own toilet finds below, I'd love to see them


The History

We each spend three years of our lives on the toilet. A toilet is a plumbing fixture used for defecation, urination, and barfication.

Modern toilets consist of a bowl fitted with a hinged seat and are connected to a waste pipe where waste is flushed. The Englishman with the unfortunate surname, Thomas Crapper, often gets credit for inventing the flushing toilet, and he undoubtedly was a major player in its development. His valve-and-siphon design was patented in 1891, and his company manufactured water closets that found wide acceptance all over England.

In the decades preceding World War I his toilets imprinted with “T. Crapper Brass & Co., Ltd." inspired a generation of young American soldiers stationed in England during World War I, and they returned to America with a new slang term for the relatively new household fixture.

Here are some of my favourite Ivory delights...

Where it all began...


St.John's Asylum, Lincolnshire.














Severalls Hospital, Colchester.










10. A sink photobombing my toilet shot.



11. It all became to much and she took her own life, if only i'd got there sooner :(



12,13(identical twin sisters),14.



Ferdowse Clinic AKA Heckington Manor, Lincolnshire




16. Green Peek-A-Loo



17. "The waffler" (Not strictly a shitter, but i like its body)



George Dyke Forgemasters, Willenhall

18. A bit young for my liking but attractive nonetheless.



Sleaford Bass Maltings, Lincolnshire.

19. Just me and her..



Anonymous Place




Wigston Leisure Centre, Leicestershire. (visited here the day before it got torched)

21. Intrigued by this half-toilet half-human hybrid



22. Unfortunately passed away due to smoke inhalation in a recent fire. RIP.



Rauceby Asylum, Sleaford, Lincolnshire.

23. "The Cross-Trainers"



Derby Royal Infirmary, Derpyshire.




25. Toilet action selfie



Nocton Hall and RAF Hospital

26. Old and single



The RAF Binbrook Toilet Massacre, Lincolnshire




I have several thousand more toilet shots stored away in a special place on my laptop, but they're for me...

As always, cheers for looking and feedback always welcome and appreciated peeps. Good to be back in the game again after a bit of a break!

Now show me yours!!



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Bog time!

1- Romford


2- Colchester


3- Rochford


4- Chertsey


5- Frinton


6- There's a god reason why this is blurred, I was taking pictures casually to document everything, saw this and shot back so fast. The thing was brown and smelt pretty fresh... But then, what do you expect from Yarmouth? :P


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This thread stinks

Some of these go back way into the depths of my archives

Hellingly Asylum


Wispers Girls School



Elms Care Home with a peculiar booster seat. May or may not be the one Landie Man took a smelly dump in.


RAF Upper Heyford


Radcliffe Infirmary, one divided into two


Miraculously undamaged one from Chesham Hospital


Wrong type of chair at Brigstock POW Camp


St. Gerard's Hospital


Malvernbury before the rot



Standish Hospital



Chateau l'Ecole


U.S. Military Hospital


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Thought i'd stick these crappers up for the ivory lickers...

Location: St. Edmunds Hospital / crack den

Time: Summer 2014

Visited with: Session9, Matt Inked, Southside Assassin, The Lone Shadow

1. Lures you in with the yellow door...


2. Peeler Pt.1


3. Too late..


4. Peeler Pt.2


5. The Booster


6. Ball Cock error


7. Peeler Pt.3 with a life jacket on


8. One for the Ladies :D


9. What I thought of St. Edmunds Hospital...


R.I.P. Thomas Crapper 1836-1910 :sad3::Poo

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Nice! At least the 1st comment on this thread isn't 'ok i'm going to allow this but...' :rolleyes:. Will get some of my shitter snaps up soon :P got a good one at the weekend... Hamtagger did you ever see the Latvian Consulate? Not really worth seeing now but every other room was a toilet, you would of loved it.

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Nice! At least the 1st comment on this thread isn't 'ok i'm going to allow this but...' :rolleyes:. Will get some of my shitter snaps up soon :P got a good one at the weekend... Hamtagger did you ever see the Latvian Consulate? Not really worth seeing now but every other room was a toilet, you would of loved it.

Hahahha! I'm tempted, but i'll refrain from commenting on that first part :D

And as for the Latvian place, nah mate but it sounds like heaven to me lol. I doubt i'd have ever left if i went here! :thumb :thumb

Looking forward to seeing your crappers :)

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Hahahha! I'm tempted, but i'll refrain from commenting on that first part :D

And as for the Latvian place, nah mate but it sounds like heaven to me lol. I doubt i'd have ever left if i went here! :thumb :thumb

Looking forward to seeing your crappers :)

Not bitter that my pics got removed from that thread or anything lol, anyway here's a few of mine

St Joeys, Upholland


St Joeys, Preston


think it's in my report but this toilet at Katie's House was weird, had a mirror either side so you could definitely see yourself having a dump...


Preston odeon


Have more but my hard drive is at home, will get the rest up when i can...

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