Well, I can safely say that three hours is the longest that I have ever sat on my toilet. Chatroulette was dreadfully buggy and full of naked men doing all sorts of things with their private parts. I soon realised that I had become part of a “next (F9) culture” that is very, very different from the webby world that we have come to understand over the last couple of years. It’s like Hyper-Blink and most odd. After three hours I realised that the chances of one of you actually finding me were next to none, which is kind of interesting and exciting but my hips, back and bladder started to really hurt and Eva was getting really cross (I’m still in the dog house) and decided to call it a day. I told the people who where still watching on the behind the camera live stream that the first person to post LAVATORY onto twitter would get the book. It seemed like a fair solution for those who had stuck it out with me over the three hours. Graeme (Fresh) Douglas was first. Well done that man.
Many thanks to all those who went hunting and braved all that is on chatroulette. I have hours of video that I now need to edit. As soon as it’s done I’ll post it here.
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