Thanks for this: I showed it to my partner - who routinely bemoans the volume of bike shit lying around the place - as an example of how much worse it could be. She now appreciates my restraint.
Glad to help. I once found Cycliste eating breakfast while sitting on the stairs because all the chairs/sofas/seats were covered in bicycle components. Both her flats are sometimes the same, so no blame was involved.
Oh, and saddles and some Brompton wheels/rims on the sofa.