thanks mudmagnets, if you could I'd be most grateful
I had a poo bag malfunction the other day - it was the day when the guy I used to fancy (over 20 years ago) and who never knew I existed, decided that THAT day was going to be the day he would speak to me!! There was me trying swipe the poo in a ladylike manor (and obviously it leaving a lovely trail because of its squidginess!) and the bag had a hole in the bottom - I hid the hand of poo like any professional poo picker would - but there was no getting away from the streak!
Love me, love my dog! (and his squidginess!)