I think most of us remember specific incidents from our childhood, funny or serious. One of my early memories happened when i was about nine or ten. The school was about one & a half miles from my home so i walked home ,with kids who lived in the same area .We short cut across a Council Tip ( they had open ones then !) and then across a canal loch gate. One particularly cold Winter the canal was frozen over so the kids decided to play on it ,slide etc. After a short while i moved on to go home. I walked across the wide part of the canal and didn`t bother to use the loch gate to cross ,i just walked straight for the edge of the canal to get onto the towpath. In a split second i found myself floundering up to my chest in water ! The ice must have been weak there and i went through it. I was wearing wellies at the time too so that made it worse .i was within six feet from the loch gate which had kids stood on it shouting that "someone has fallen in the canal". I kept trying to climb onto the ice but it kept breaking . I could see all the Mothers on the bridge which came from a main road just pointing and chatting ! I finally made it onto firm ice and out of the canal. I ran all the way home to have a bath and get warmed up. I never went on that ice again .On reflection though where i had gone through the ice was on the deep side of the loch and i would have drowned had i gone down.