I remember watching Brian Cant too.
Isn't it horrible to look at people, and not know whether they're sick monsters or not.
Btw, when I was little (in the infants, but can't remember how old - maybe 6 or 7), my big (as in 1.5 years older than me) brother, Pete & me were walking home from school one day, when a driver stopped & asked him where a garden centre was. As it happens (OR this person had watched us previously) the garden centre was right next door to our home.Of course, Pete mentioned this, and the driver said to hop in & he'd drop us there. They'd had that conversation before I caught up, 'cause he was miles ahead of me.
I thought about those warnings from the parents, of not going off with strangers, but deferred to Pete, 'cause he was older, & we got in.
The bloke drove straight past the garden centre & our house, pretending he'd just missed the turn, and said he'd turn round ahead.
He pulled into, what was then, a field, screened from the road by trees (now a housing estate). There was a mud path with cattle grids on it, and he stopped about half a mile up the path.
Me & Pete kept saying we needed to get home, but the man insisted he'd take us shortly, and just wanted to have a look at the lovely field. Even though I was tiny, I do remember that he never made eye contact with me at all, and was only interested in Pete.
He told Pete to get out of the car for a moment, and was 'playing' with him, as in, he swung him round in the air, and at one point lay on the ground & lifted him up above him.
Then he got in a panic because the car was sinking in mud. He eventually said he'd have to go and get someone to tow the car out, because it wouldn't move. We said we'd walk home, and he wouldn't let us, and locked us in. He cleared off, and we couldn't open the doors, but instead, opened the windows and climbed out & ran home. The police were there and had been hunting for us.
I know that he turned himself in to the police not long after (which is just as well, since mine & Peter's descriptions of him were entirely different) and he was a known paedophile. Apparently, he tried to commit suicide.
A school friend of my husband's was abducted, raped and murdered. We were lucky.