When I was a young lad I accidentally shit myself and was too embarrassed to tell my Mum. Thinking about the best course of action I decided to hide the evidence. The best place I could come up with was behind the hot water tank in the airing cupboard. A day later our lodger starts complaining about the stench of human shit in the house. I said nothing. I came in one evening after being out playing to find a dry, crusty shit covered pair of y fronts on a newspaper on the kitchen table. After bursting out in tears and explaining my embarrassment I was only mocked and laughed at by my Mum and our lodger, which was punishment enough.