I'm lying in bed, just relaxing. Hmm, there's something wrong. There's something in my pants, what is that? Oh god, it's not is it? Is it? It is! Poo! Loads of it. I'm wearing blue underpants and they look fit to burst. Horrified I jump up and decide to head to the bathroom to clean up. Hmm, I appear to be on a train. I walk down a narrow corridor and eventually find the bathroom just as two Japanese business men arrive, dressed only in towels. 'We need the bathroom urgently.' they tell me sternly, hand on handle. Not as much as I bloody well do, I think.