You know what toilets I hate? Toilets in camping grounds. Srsly. And those "eco-friendly" terlets, AKA holes in the ground. I hate camping anyways, but going to the terlet block in the middle of the night scares the shit outta me. When I was a kid, I went to the terlet block one night when we went camping in Kakadu (back when I lived in Darwin) and when I got there my torch died, a giant spider almost bit my arse and a giant, black, hairy spider crawled up me legs and onto my lap.
There is the story of my fear of spiders, hatred of camping and somewhat fear of the dark. I was only 6 in Pescado years...
OK, I can't resist showing off my baby. This is Millie when she was only a wee kitten. She still is, and I love seeing that ball of fur sprint around the theatre room when she has no collar on