See the Story Stu wrote about Jack the Spider in his Log Blog post for the Wee Little Ones

Once upon a toilet there lived a very, very small spider called Jake. He was so tiny that no-one knew he was there, hiding under the lid, where people would come and sit and make his house nice and warm. He loved people, especially the ones with big bottoms that warmed up his house the most. Early one morning, the big lady came and sat down. It was a cold morning so Jake was especially happy to see her. She warmed up his house beautifully. After she finished on the toilet, she lifted the seat and began cleaning. Poor Jake had never had this happen before.

• Think not stink!!
• Your shit is our bread and butter
• Let's talk dirty………..!
• Sustainable stools
• Humility in humus
• We're number one with your number two's
• Sit and think, not shit and stink
• Water: If you drink it, don't mix it with bum biscuits

Another of my favourite theories will not amuse the fairer sex. In the course of my work, I have recommended compost toilets to nearly every client I have met. The response is fairly predictable. If I am dealing with the "man of the house", he assures me that he would love a composting toilet but his partner would never allow it. If I am dealing with the "lady of the house", the discussion is very brief. Most western women are faecal phobic! It is just the case.

On a windy day at Barkers Vale, where I live, the bamboo whispers and the she-oaks whistle as the toilet whirly spins at amazing speed, sucking massive volumes of air over and through the pile of humanure in the chamber below. I like to think that some of the "essence of compost" is being spread all over my orchard nearby. The last time I cleaned out the whirly, there was some dried toilet paper stuck up in it. Pretty amazing when you consider that the flue is at least 4m high. I've heard of problems occurring with toilets that have a mesh or gauze wire across the flue.

The Tao of Pooh

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