When I was seven I wanted to use one of the pans from the kitchen as a helmet to play soldiers outside but accidentally I got my head stuck in it as it went over my ears.
I can still remember the voices of adults sounded so weird from within that pan as they discussed how to solve this problem together in the kitchen with me sitting on the table.
We were staying at a large farm for a Summer Holiday that year and the farmer of that place had this brilliant idea to butter the brim and wiggle it back up from my head and it worked.
I have no idea how this anecdote popped up in my head now but it’s a funny story isn’t it?!