A friend of mine was caught short in a town centre and decided to use a convenient Superloo. It was a warm Saturday afternoon and he'd had quite a few pints of beer. He deposited his coin, the door opened and he went inside, closed the door, and got down to the business. It was very comfortable with soothing muzac so he soon snoozed off.

Unfortunately for my friend, as a safety feature to avoid the "Three Old Ladies" syndrome", Superloo doors reopen automatically after a fixed period of time. He was therefore revealed, sitting on the loo, fast asleep, with his pants and jeans round his ankles, in the middle of a crowded shopping centre. What was worse, was that he pressed the "finish" button, the doors closed again - with him still inside and the machine went through it's clean-up phase where it sprays sweetly disinfected water all over the inside. Still he smelt much better than usual when he finally emerged dripping and embarassed.