Nothing original really.......
I certainly did the typical running away thing. Went with a packet of biscuits for rations thinking "I'll make the bitch worry", only to return several hours later soaked to the skin (it was p!ssing down that day)and obviously without concern since I usually stayed away longer when playing out.

I did once creat a stir though. Yet another rainy day, and I had been rummaging through the back of the cupboards etc. finding old toys I hadn't played with in a while. I shuffled under my bed and found it to be a rather cozy little den where I promptly fell asleep for 3-4 hours. Cue frantic searching by my mother, after which I came downstairs wondering what all the fuss was about.

My last tale (thank fook - I hear you cry) is one I haven't read here yet, about the threat of going to live with the 'other' parent. Having a storming row with my mam (probably about something insignificant - I can only have been about 7) I picked up the phone with a hearty "Fuck you I'm going to live with my Dad" who told me over the phone to be a good boy and say sorry to my mam. The feeling was similar to when you get into a fight and realise your mates have p!ssed off. I should have realised what the response would be really, since I had watched my brother do the exact same thing a couple of years previously...

In response to an earlier post, I have often looked at the petrol guage showing full on 'payday morning' and thinking "I could get tho the other end of the ountry and start a new life" only to rationalise that "I'd be fooked if that pay didn't go in there next month"..... ahh to be a wage-slave.......

Not great, I know - just thought I'd share
(Greencloud Wanted to go fishing on, Wed 16 Aug 2006, 15:58, Reply)