Back in my early school years, I attended a school built on top of a hill, it had an exciting school yard, it had a wooded area, a small field, two football pitches and a secluded steep stone staircase where few teachers could see you.

Anyway, during one winter I was down at the bottom end of the staircase playing during recess, and there was a brown plastic pipe leaking warm water coming out of the ground.

I was fascinated by how it melted the snow, so I started playing with the water, it went on for a few days, possibly a week, only then did I suddenly see a tissue paper and brown stuff coming out of the pipe…

Yeah, it was a pipe with raw sewage that I had played with, shortly thereafter the pipe was dealt with by the school.

I am 37 now, and I was seldom sick as I grew up…