It’s a little-known Emma fact that I once used a piece of art to go to the toilet.
In fact, it was a toilet.
I went to university in Bristol, and it’s fair to say I became fairly acquainted with the city’s pubs.
One of them happened to have a bit of graffiti on the inside lid... and the next time I saw it, it was featured in a book of Banksy artwork.
I’m pretty sure I served him in my local pub a couple of times, and I still enjoy seeing Banksy art pop up on walls around the world.
Last week a Boys Club organiser got a bit of flak for removing one of the pieces of art from outside the organisation’s hut, saying its sale could save the club from closure.
A noble cause, perhaps, but surely any Banksy should be for everyone to enjoy?