I was intrigued by the talk about distance spitting during last week's Home Truths.

As a senior citizen, this stirred distant memories of boyhood sports practised in Dundee, when we attempted to attain street credibility from the length achieved, not only from propelling spit, but far more importantly, from the distance that one could pee. A poor performer in this respect was sometimes described as "A good lad but can't pee far".

In those far off days, tramlines provided convenient markers for group competitions to determine the furthest projection from the pavement, and to attain "second tramline class" was a feat worthy of considerable peer group esteem. The practice may even have introduced the term "peer group" into the language.

In these days when many sports require considerable expenditure on the requisite kit, distance peeing also has the great advantage in that the equipment required could not be more basic.

More input from listeners to Home Truths on this topic might establish whether this sport is sufficiently widely spread to justify competition at international level, and if so, I am sure that fair minded observers would agree that distance peeing is by a long shot more worthy of Olympics recognition than formation swimming.