In around 1972-74, I was in the Cubs and was 8/9 years old. We went swimming often and the Arkela called me into a cubicle on numerous occasions to sit on his knee. He was naked, I had my trunks on, and he jiggled his legs whilst talking to me. Nothing else happened but I think about it very often and have nightmares about what could have happened to me or others. My older brother who was in the Scouts said he often invited them to his house to drink home made sherry but he said nothing else happened to him. I did contact the Scouts about 10 years ago to find out what the fellas name was but they kept fobbing me off and I never found out.