Gardeners at Wimpole Hall in Cambridgeshire have installed a three metre long “pee bale” at which male employees line up to relieve themselves. The straw is then used as compost for the flowerbeds.

The pee bale is only available to men for “logistical reasons” and because “male pee is preferable to women's, as the male stuff is apparently less acidic,” according to head gardener Philip Whaites.

Despite only using the bale outside of visiting hours, “so as not to scare the public,” the gardeners estimate that peeing outside rather than flushing the loo will save up to 30 per cent of the estate’s daily water use, as well as significantly contributing to composting the 400 acres of garden.

Last night Kyle and I went to see Brand New at the National.
It was an ok show, but not worth missing my Newsgathering class. They got up and playe. Played very well. But that was all they did.
Jesse Lacey hardly communicated with the crowd. I honestly felt like I could have just invited a lot of sweaty people over to my dorm and played the c.d. with the same exact result.
But I suppose it's nice to get out and Richmond is always exciting. Even when it's cold and rainy.
We went to a Pizza and Sub place that was delightfully grungy. One of those places I'll end up eating when I'm straving for may art...or something of that nature.
The best thing was that we did not fight. It was nice. Even though the whole time I was holding back tears because I felt so bad. I don't kow what it is with me lately. I just can't get well. I had a sinus infection and some kind of virus and now I may have some kind of stomach ailment. The entire time I was standing there, fighting back the urge to puke and giving myself a headache fom not crying because the pins were so bad.

Oh well. That's life.

The Turnip Prize, the biggest tongue in cheek art event to come out of the West Country, is now taking entries for this year’s contest.

The coveted prize of a turnip wedged onto a six inch rusty nail will be won by the artist who shows the least effort possible.

“Whilst the motto of the Turner Prize appears to be ‘We know its art, but is it shit?’ the Turnip Prize clearly states its motto as ‘We know its shit, but is it art?’” according to the competition’s website.

Previous winners include ‘Nothing’, which was just that, ‘Alfred The Grate’, a fire grate with two burnt loaves, and ‘Bird’s Flew’, an empty nest containing flu medicine.

Entries should be dropped into The New Inn, Combe Batch in Wedmore by 23 November. See below for competition criteria.

Marks are awarded against the following criteria:

1.) Lack of effort

2.) Alliteration or pun used in title

3.) Is it shit?

 
Disqualification Criteria:

1.) Too much effort

2.) Un-publishable title, justification or pseudonym

3.) It is not shit enough

 

www.turnipprize.com