Hi all - OK. Story no1. When I was very little, about 2, I used to run around naked, as you do, and my dads friend told me if I wasnt careful, flies would fly up my bum. From then on I was scared of poo, but the real problem started when, at about age 3, I was in the bath, my younger brother was downstairs having a tantrum, and my mum and dad were both dealing with him, and ignoring my pleading to come and get me out of the bath (I was too small to get out by myself) because I needed to go to the toilet. They weren't taking any notice of me, and in the end I couldn't hold it, and did a poo in the bath. I was terrified of poo, and I was trying to run away from it incase it got me. i was running round in circles in the bath, creating a whirlpool, and obviously, the poo started 'chasing' me! This sounds very funny now, but I was seriously traumatised, and when my dad finally came upstairs, I was inconsolable. I think thats when my problems started!! What do you think??

TC