For reasons which defy objective analysis, save that this is a jerry-built shopping centre in Helminthdale, we have a new phenomenon in the staff ladies' toilets. At irregular intervals a rush of hot, soapy water gushes up into the bowl of the toilet on the left. Usually this just means that the floor gets flooded and this spills out into the outer corridor. Every so often there's a piercing shriek as some unfortunate finds a gust of sudsy hotness rushing up her fundament.
The menfolk are up in arms. How come we don't have bidet and soapy enema facilities in the gents?