Neville Night Soil

There was a time, hard for today’s youth to contemplate, when not all houses were connected to the local sewage system. This was often because there was no local sewage system. As a child of the fifties, I was spared the joys of the outhouse, the thunder box, that icon of the Australian back yard which also served as the home library.
Fate caught up with Neville one morning, fully loaded, running late, the streets already busy early risers and other off to work. Neville took the corner of the town’s busiest intersection just a little too fast and tipped his entire load into the middle of the roadway.