I go to the toilet last thing before I leave home for the Guitar workshop. Why? Because the Guitar workshop is very quaint and rustic and because the only toilet is an outdoor dunny. A real walk-through-the-dark-key-in-one-hand-torch-in-the-other.

And when you do go inside the old wooden door and the lantern lights up a small area at a time you can't help but wonder what you might be about to sit on....
An old Australian song comes to mind by 'Slim' Newton.....
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