Back in the day…
When I was a much younger McFreedom, I was a Scout. Being one of the older members of the unit meant that I had the “privilege” of emptying the chemical toilets. These things were very basic and consisted of a “loo” and a bucket contained within in which the lovely Scouts would deposit their camp meal leftovers.

Anyway, we were nearing the end of the weeks camp and the toilets needed emptying. I was duly summoned and told to go grab one of the lavs. I approached the toilet with apprehension, it would be VERY full and actually surprisingly heavy. As I reached to grab the bucket handle, it came off in my hand.

“Phew, that was lucky, I almost poured all that shit all over the place”, thought I.

After re-attaching the handle, I proceeded to walk towards the shit pit where we would be depositing the mess for burial. I had gone about three paces when the handle came off again, this time in mid air. I can still see the brown wave flowing out in front of me as all of the mess was deposited in a foul heap. Some how, none of it went on me. I mean literally not a drop, always thought that was more luck than judgement.

My Scout leader shouted for me to tip it up, being slow, I almost tipped the rest out onto the floor unit I grasped that he wanted me to right the bucket and not in fact make more mess. Surprising that.

On the plus side, the flies that had been bothering us didn’t appear for the rest of the camp as they were having the fly equivalent of “the-time-of-their-lives” on the pile.

The smell was truly overwhelming, I almost hurled there and then after getting a lung full.

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(McFreedom, Fri 28 Mar 2008, 12:36, Reply)