There’s been a discussion doing the rounds online that’s got me thinking about something I never imagined I’d be writing about – toilet hygiene and the apparent inability of some males to pee without creating a biohazard zone. The original question was simple enough: how do you deal with boys who consistently miss the toilet and create a lingering smell that makes using the bathroom an unpleasant experience?

What struck me most about the responses wasn’t just the practical cleaning advice (though enzyme cleaners seem to be the unanimous winner), but the sheer volume of people sharing similar frustrations. Women breaking up with partners over it, mothers at their wit’s end, and even some blokes admitting they’ve switched to sitting down just to avoid the hassle. It’s become clear this isn’t just about a few careless kids – it’s a widespread issue that speaks to deeper problems with how we teach responsibility and basic consideration for others.

The internet never fails to provide fascinating glimpses into the everyday struggles of rental living. Today’s hot topic? A wooden toilet seat that looks like it’s been around since the dawn of indoor plumbing. The photos making rounds online show a wooden toilet seat that’s clearly seen better days - perhaps during the Hawke era.

Living in rental properties often means dealing with landlords who have interesting interpretations of what constitutes “acceptable condition.” Looking at this particular specimen, with its deteriorating finish and mysterious blue-green patina, brings back memories of my first rental in Carlton. The property manager tried to convince me that the 1970s kitchen appliances had “character.” Sure, if by character you mean potentially lethal.