The sign says it’s not a bin.
So, some kind of medieval urinal?
Answers on a postcard.
We saw this at the Guildhall in Leicester- which we headed up to for a day trip today.
Actually, it’s a little sad- we booked the trip to go see our latest niece, my sister’s second daughter, named Clover. She was born a week ago and we wanted to go welcome her to the world.
But I had a cold. It seemed a bad idea to take that near a newborn. We tried to cancel or postpone but had no luck, so went ahead with the trip.
It was great! Leicester is a really old, medieval city. It has lots of great stuff, which I’ll post about over the coming week.
The Guildhall was next to the cathedral where the recently disinterred-from-a-parking-lot King Richard III was reburied. The Guildhall used to be the town clink and court of justice.
Now folks were having a wedding reception in the large court hall, and kids were playing ping pong in the yard.
Here’s one of the rooms ready for wedding revelers.