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I went out for lunch with some friends and their children. The toddler was playing up so in order to let his mother eat her meal I said I would entertain him. On picking him up, I realised he had a rather full nappy. She gave me the changing stuff and I took him into the disabled loo (where the changing thing was located).
Unfortunately, said toddler was not happy with having his nappy changed (and I can't admit to being terribly experienced in such matters but I reckoned it couldn't be that difficult) and he managed to kick like hell, pebble dashing the loo and me with the unmentionable contents of his nappy. Managed to clean up said child, myself and the loo and presented him to his mother. Complained all afternoon as we walked round town that I could still smell something horrid, despite having used nearly a whole pack of baby wipes and scrubbing my hands with soap and water.
It was only when I got home, I realised I still had a bit of poo in MY HAIR!!! My god it turned me over.
The moral of that tale is NEVER EVER offer to change a friend's child's nappy without supervision when you have never done it before!