A bit about me, and a bit about the blog.

I have had trouble controlling what my arse does for some years now. Since my teenage years, and probably some years before that, I have shat my pants many times; sometimes on purpose, most times by accident.

After confessing this to my fiancee (you know, she does wash my pants - I couldn't hide this forever) I told her, on her request, many stories of occasions where I had had little (and large) 'accidents'. Strangely enough, she found these stories quite hilarious, and suggest I write a blog about them.

So, onto the blog. Rather than give you stories in chronological order I will give you stories as they make sense to me at the time. The stories will jump back and forth years at a time, but I'll do my best to keep you in the loop.