Inside toilets? 👎.
In my (slightly underage) teenage drinking days, our remote country pub had no toilets. When anyone enquired elderly landlord used to reply “There’s 40 bloody acres of woodland out there, what more do you want?”.
After he died some basic outside urinals were installed, these were guarded by Larry the ram, a pet ram with big horns and a stroppy attitude. Us locals had much mirth telling blokes where the toilet was “outside, turn left and round the back”, then all wait by the door for the inevitable 😂