To whom it may concern I hardly know where to begin, I'm not sure if this should take the form of an irate complaint or that of a congratulatory pat on the back for a new and innovative initiative. The story begins while visiting your shiny new store in Buckie, I don't live near there but we do have seasonal accommodation close by (a caravan) which we were visiting at the time. My lovely wife and I were patrolling the stores well stocked shelves picking items for the next couple of days meals and some indulgent snacking material when I experienced an urgent call of nature. I of course hot footed it to your spotless and well appointed rest room facility. We now get to the delicate bit, which for the life of me I couldn't share with the teenage girl "manning" the customer service counter. I had positioned myself on the toilet seat after lowering the required garments and made one small adjustment in the aid of comfort. To let you understand I'm a rather large gentleman, my doctor describes me as morbidly obese which is good coming from him, he's not the happiest camper himself... I digress. Small adjustment as I say and... whooosh!! I got the shock of my life as my undercarriage got a rather unexpected cold shower, I yelled out something profane I believe and sat stunned and a little chilled for a second or two. I was more than a little confused but had to get on with the required business. The previous incident was ebbing from my short term memory when ...whooosh!! my gentleman's downstairs department gets another unexpected dunking in very cold water, now my mind is doing back flips, is this Tesco's way of reminding customers how clean their meat and veg departments are by washing my meat and both veg, or is it their way of saying "this toilet is spotless and we intend making sure you are to". But while I wrestled with these options ... yes you guessed it... whooosh!! another drenching. Enough is enough I thought and proceeded to do the required paper work, plus some extra (Tesco Extra) due to the unexpected ablutions, I then made a swift exit. Now the complaint bit - when I returned to the car and my wife and relayed the above story to her she suffered severe and wholey unnecessary pain, she laughed so hard it caused her extreme agony from recently broken ribs which she inflicted on herself in Morrisons car park you'll be amused to hear. When the pain subsided she explained the magic eye flushing system..... Modern technology is an arse. G...