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My mother always uses to say to me" leave the toilet as you found it". Since our shared outside toilet (violin job)  was often blocked with foot long logs and shit paper in the shape of torn scraps of The News of the World, I had difficulty in coming to terms with that instruction. However I got the gist.

Yesterday I was in a garden centre cafe spending my grey pounds, along with all the other grey haired punters, when  I felt the call of nature. Ablutions finished, I looked down into the toilet  to reveal a very smeared bog. Heeding my ma's advice I reached for the bog brush. What greeted me was truly horrifying. The head of the brush was smeared with weeks and weeks of shit.  However, I got to work andsuddenly thought to myself, ' what is the point of this, all I'm doing is introducing my bacteria to last week's bacteria so they can breed into supper mutant bacteria. The pan may look clean but it is charged with super bugs ready to leap into other peoples arseholes.

I am now writing to my MP to start a nationwide campaign banning the use of toilet brushes. I firmly believe they have been planted by terrorists in the hope of infecting  the  entirety of the innocent UK population. Good day. Yes I know I need to get out more.

 

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Bain of my life Jukel. Since having bowel surgery about three years ago I've gone from a constipated three times a week man to a three minute warning man. I pick my fishing spots accordingly, but when out all day on mole-patrol I sometimes have to use public conveniances and some of them are unfit for purpose. The worst are those holes in the ground that you have to squat over. Most look like the previous users were American WW2 bomb aimers. And the ones with pedestals never have seats. I think we should start a Good Bogs Guide to name and shame those who do not keep their schithouses in order. 

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24 minutes ago, Nicepix said:

Bain of my life Jukel. Since having bowel surgery about three years ago I've gone from a constipated three times a week man to a three minute warning man. I pick my fishing spots accordingly, but when out all day on mole-patrol I sometimes have to use public conveniances and some of them are unfit for purpose. The worst are those holes in the ground that you have to squat over. Most look like the previous users were American WW2 bomb aimers. And the ones with pedestals never have seats. I think we should start a Good Bogs Guide to name and shame those who do not keep their schithouses in order. 

nothing worse than being caught short ?builders bucket,wet wipes,carry bags and cable ties in the van/ truck at all times...

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1 hour ago, Nicepix said:

Bain of my life Jukel. Since having bowel surgery about three years ago I've gone from a constipated three times a week man to a three minute warning man. I pick my fishing spots accordingly, but when out all day on mole-patrol I sometimes have to use public conveniances and some of them are unfit for purpose. The worst are those holes in the ground that you have to squat over. Most look like the previous users were American WW2 bomb aimers. And the ones with pedestals never have seats. I think we should start a Good Bogs Guide to name and shame those who do not keep their schithouses in order. 

I have had prostate problems since my thirties. Trust me I have a mental map of every toilet, lay by and quiet back street  in Scotland. Those French holes in the ground which make you squat like a sumo wrestler are barbaric.

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2 hours ago, Daniel cain said:

nothing worse than being caught short ?builders bucket,wet wipes,carry bags and cable ties in the van/ truck at all times...

When I go fishing on the boat at a place on the Vienne there is no access to the far bank for miles, but there are a couple of places where I can disembark and empty the bilges so to speak. Its a bu99er having to get the rods in, the anchors up, motor across the river, chuck a land anchor onto some rocks and scramble ashore when the big hand is approaching the 3 minute warning time being up. The place is full of coypu droppings so I'm not spoiling anything. 

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