Anyone remember the pissing contests they had as little lads? Our junior school bogs, the urinals, were uncovered, but were
surrounded by a wall about 6 foot 6 high. We'd run in with our mates bursting for a piss, whip out our collective todgers,
stand back from the stones and attempt to piss over the wall, I was never successful, but one or two were proper
jet pissers. It all got stopped when, at assembly, the Headmaster, glaring at us lads, announced that the lady in the garden
on the other side kept seeing her washing getting soaked, and their Jack Russell coming into the house covered in piss.
Proper fun in them days we had.