Yes, it’s another post about loos! This latest edition of the Loo Series is from a visit to the City last week, when after a successful meeting and an even more successful time sipping G&T in the pub, we headed home via Nandos at One New Change.
So the title of this post could have contained the word cheeky, and I’m sure you’ll all be familiar with the saying, but well it doesn’t as there was nothing cheeky about this stop. It was all about the fuelling. It’s been a while since we’ve been to Nandos, in fact I think it’s more likely that I’ll have been on a office lunchtime celebration expedition, when ordering a whole or half a chicken probably isn’t the done thing. Although…
But anyway with our menu choices chosen, sides deliberated over and realising that water would be just fine as an accompaniment, and opting for the medium chilli sauce to add to the flavour, a trip to check out the loos was called for.
I really wasn’t surprised to find the industrial look here, the whole place has a modern, industrial feel. And the concrete sinks and ceiling were a good fit. The red, or the hint of spice, should have been expected - I mean, it was totally on brand.
The artwork too - small in size, mighty in flavour - with its red on red, on red, meant you knew exactly where you where, and what to expect.
The floor concerned me though. Not the pattern, I was a fan. But I spent a little bit too much time, albeit from a distance, trying to work out if the lighter tiles were patterned with the darker shadow, or if it just needed a really good clean. If I’m honest, I’m really not sure. The more I looked, the more I wondered, but as it was all over, and outside the loos too on the landing, I could be doing them a very big disservice. But maybe I’m not, although I can’t work out why anyone would want such a lived in feeling for their tiles, so who knows?
So who knows, but I know if they were mine and it was part of the pattern then, well actually they wouldn’t be mine if that was part of the pattern. I think MOH would be constantly cleaning them too, so at least I wouldn’t need too - small mercies, and all that. But if they were ours, and they turned out to be dirt attracters, wouldn’t that be disappointing as there’s absolutely nothing wrong with the pattern or the boldness.
As you know it’s becoming tradition to include a shot of myself, in this one though, it seems I’m still contemplating that floor. Thankfully the rest of the space, and the restaurant was as you’d expect, so phew.