Catherine hoped that the tinkling of the water fountain wasn’t going to make her want to pee again. The restaurant was heavily decorated with the regional artefacts which went with its name, La Table de l’Aveyron. Wide-brimmed black velour hats hung on the walls, and there was a lot of black ironmongery in the form of clockwork spits and long handled basting funnels. There was a great deal of copper ware too, bowls, moulds, warming pans, jam basins, and those antique wall fountains made up of a cistern with a tap and a flattened bowl underneath.
Halligan, Marion, Going back, Kunapipi, 28(2), 2006.