From below the surface of the earth, the back wash bubble heads emerge. Their lifecycle dictates that this event occurs only once every seventeen years, and as such is rarely witnessed unless by chance. Not even the associated high pitched wailing and keening noise is normally enough to alert the curious as the event is normally over by the time the outpour zone is identified.
As luck would have it I was out and about, hunting down some beers, when I spotted the strange substance shown below. It is the tell-tale venting behaviour of the back wash bubble heads. Followed moments later by the accompanying cacophony. Where Attenborough might travel thousands of miles, incredibly, here on a hillside in Sheffield, on a simple walk to the shop, I experienced this exceedingly rare event.
Then it was all over.
Within minutes the cloaca outpour had dispersed, aided by the wing flapping of a passing Bosnian micro-duck. The hillside was returned to peace and calm.
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