An Australian architectural treatise
(Ed; Not a good start GOF. No-one's going to take you that seriously.)
dunny, sl. australian, a toilet
One of the things I like about Australia is that most little towns have a conspicuously located sanitary "public convenience".
Perhaps the appreciation is due to my many years spent squatting over pit toilets in New Guinea. In Australia I have never, in the dark of night, had a large snake drop from the thatched kunai-grass toilet roof onto my head then slither down my torso, between splayed legs before disappearing down into the pit.
Dunnies are seriously enthroned in Australian culture.
We have official awards for outstanding design and function.
Innovative waterless urinals fill us with national pride just like Skippy the Bush Kangaroo, Crocodile Dundee, and Kylie Minogue.
The town of Wyndham has a charity fundraising Great Dunny Race where teams of 6 people propel carts, each of which must have an installed dunny bowl, along a race track.
The Government even has an official website
(here) providing directions to every public toilet in Australia.
This is comforting for me to know.
In my younger days I would plan journeys based on the availability of pubs, motels, tourist attractions, cricket matches, and sand dunes overlooking nude beaches.
Today it is far more comforting to know only that the road ahead is adequately supplied with dunnies no more than 60 minutes apart.
Here are a few from my recent travels.
The final one is the highly awarded facility at Mossman.