My sister’s ‘extra pants’

One year on holiday, my sister and I got up very early one morning and ran off to the beach, where we dug a hole about a foot deep and covered the opening with newspaper which we covered in a thin layer of sand – making what we euphemistically called a ‘man trap’.

Shortly after breakfast, an elderly lady was helped into the hotel by a passer-by. Yes, she had fallen into our trap and injured her ankle. I don’t know how we were discovered to be responsible but I distinctly remember the aftermath.