bite

What a lot of unacknowledged GBH there is in childhood. I remember when I was very little -and my jealous sister even littler – that she seized my big toe as it floated up at her end of the bath and took an excruciatingly painful, very large and absolutely intentional bite out of it. She got away with it – amid all the blood and tears on my part – by piously claiming to our parents that she was »so-o-o hungry...« (even though we'd just had supper).