Pareidolia

There were many things I didn't manage to take a picture of today
- the wonderful Indian wedding unexpectedly taking place in the park with a live drummer beating a Bhangra beat as the wedding party danced down the path dressed in their best ornate beautiful clothes (no camera or phone)
- the once a year fabulous Brazilian carnival with its sumptuous colourful floats and spine-tingling beats of multiple samba bands from around the world (had to miss it as seeing Macbeth clashed with it)
- the screaming hoard of about 150 Brazilian teenagers charging up Hardman st with a full banshee wail (decided to cross the road to avoid the marauding hoard & had to concentrate on not getting hit by a bus)

So instead of any of those I offer this example of pareidolia - which always makes me smile. It's in a toilet.