ooh, I remember one real one. I nearly drowned my brother.
I must have been about 9 and he about 6.

We were on holiday in, I think, Jersey. There was a beach with a big rocky tower thing sticking out of the sea.

My memory of this is hazy, but if I recall, you could walk out to it at low tide, but it was quite a long way to swim too when the tide was in. And neither of us could really swim that well anyway (I still can't to my shame).

We walked out to it to climb it.

We got a to a bit where we couldn't go any higher without a hand up, so I helped him up onto a ledge. Then realised I couldn't get up there.

We both panicked a bit, cos he couldn't get down and I couldn't get up.

So I did what any responsible older brother would do.

I went to play in the rock pools.

Then toddled off back to my parents when I saw the tide coming in.

Who asked where he was. I shrugged and said 'he was climbing those rocks' and pointed to where I'd left him.

Where the tide was already coming in.

And there was no sign of my brother on the ledge where I had abandoned him.

Cue: Blind panic. My mother crying, my dad legging it into the sea and clambering up the rocks.

Where he found my brother sitting, just out of sight, as the tide came further and further in, crying his eyes out while waiting to drown.

My Dad had to carry him back to water level and then swim him back.

I got bollocked.

Unsurprisingly.
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Wed 7 Jan 2009, 16:49, 2 replies)

Brilliant logic.
"There's nothing I can do here... so I'll be off."

I can picture myself doing the same at that age, singing a merry tune to myself as I shuffled away to play in the rock pools.
( Moey, Wed 7 Jan 2009, 16:54, closed)

"crying his eyes out while waiting to drown"
Very good, click
( chart cat has an itch, Thu 8 Jan 2009, 3:38, closed)