So im out meeting Paul the Blindman, with his dog Bolt. I’ve gone to his house for a garden beer and there’s a stream at the bottom of his garden.
I wheeled through his garden and got some duck shit on my left hand in the process.

I didn’t have a cloth or any water… so i turned the tap to empty on my bag of wee attached to my leg, and I washed my hand in wee. Obviously my wee is like pure spring water… and given the choice between that lovely liquid and duck shit… it’s a NO BRAINER!