"Ooh, my throat is sore today. Anyone got any lozenges?" "Try the toilet"

Last week Moon was bemoaning the vending machines in Nottingham nightclubs, and the items vended therein. Earlier today I was at the Institute of Public Health in Cambridge. Nature called and on visiting the amenities, I was greeted by this badboy:

I'd never seen anything like it. Let's take a closer look at the treats on sale:

Plasters, sanitary towels, condoms and headache remedies. Chuck in sherbet UFOs and that sounds like a cracking weekend! That one second from the bottom? Shoe polish. Clearly, a better class of toilet clientele than Nottingham. Maybe toilet vending machines could be used in a similar manner to the maps of the UK that the Government released this week - the location of toilets selling pregnancy tests compared with those flogging shoe polish.