Only time I've genuinely considered joining Facebook was when 'Rate my Poo' was trending. Mine are generally enormous well structured things of beauty.

They're a great source of personal pride, a bit like some of the 'angelic' little s hits that pass for children and grandchildren on Facebook (or so I am led to believe).

I've often thought it a shame only me and the sewer rats get to appreciate them in all their glory. By appreciate I refer to the probable shock our furry little subterranean friends experience when one of my logs checks out and floats by 😎.