A cart slipped off it's chocks, my distant great great aunt managed to put the baby she was holding on the tailboard before she was cut in two.
My father had a much older half brother (would have been born about 1915).
He was Oswald Mosley's 'enforcer' and led a pack of brown shirts.
In 1938, Just before the start of WW2, my father (aged about 8) remembered him turning up at the family pile in Hampshire in full Brownshirt/Nazi Uniform and greeting his father with a German salute and Heil Hitler.
His father* shut the door in his face and that was the last anyone in the family saw of of "Norman the Nazi" as he became known.
We did some digging in the 1970's and found he had died an alcoholic in the then slum area of Covent Garden in the late 1950's
* Incidentally my grandfather (1880-1952) lead a colourful life, being detained in the 1890's in a cell in Manaus in central Brazil for being involved in a fight involving GBH, and 'escaped' by paddling a stolen canoe down the Amazon from Manaus to the sea, a distance of some 1,500 miles where he then got a job on a ship to the USA.