Was in Rivock Edge plantation one cold winter's morn when the previous night's curry reared it's ugly head!This is a regular occurrence for me;however there were only copious amounts of pine needles upon which to wipe one's posterior! Thinking that these might cause my sphincter (sic) to wince;I duly removed my fleece gloves.wiped vigorously.turned inside out and calmly placed in washing machine upon return home.Hardly Alf Tupper stuff but amusing when retold over the dinner table!