Strict Parents
I always thought my parents were quite strict, but I can't think of anything they actually banned me from doing, whereas a good friend was under no circumstances allowed to watch ITV because of the adverts.
This week's Time Out mentions some poor sod who was banned from sitting in the aisle seats at cinemas because, according to their mother, "drug dealers patrol the aisles, injecting people in the arm."
What were you banned from doing as a kid by loopy parents?
( , Thu 8 Mar 2007, 12:37)
I always thought my parents were quite strict, but I can't think of anything they actually banned me from doing, whereas a good friend was under no circumstances allowed to watch ITV because of the adverts.
This week's Time Out mentions some poor sod who was banned from sitting in the aisle seats at cinemas because, according to their mother, "drug dealers patrol the aisles, injecting people in the arm."
What were you banned from doing as a kid by loopy parents?
( , Thu 8 Mar 2007, 12:37)
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Cycling To School
My folks decided to ban me from riding to school because I would get get dragged under a car and be brutally killed.
Occasionally I would wait until they both left for work and I'd take the bike from the shed and cycle happily off to school. Except for one day I was cycling along and the chain was making a strange clicking noise. I looked down to work out what was going on before thinking to myself "hang on, wasn't there a van up ahead?". I looked up to be presented with a white van only a few metres away, which I collided with with enough force to reshape my front wheel into an oval.
It was bad enough that I'd only managed to get 50 metres from my house but the worst part was that the van was parked... The shame.
I never cycled anywhere after that.
( , Thu 8 Mar 2007, 14:45, Reply)
My folks decided to ban me from riding to school because I would get get dragged under a car and be brutally killed.
Occasionally I would wait until they both left for work and I'd take the bike from the shed and cycle happily off to school. Except for one day I was cycling along and the chain was making a strange clicking noise. I looked down to work out what was going on before thinking to myself "hang on, wasn't there a van up ahead?". I looked up to be presented with a white van only a few metres away, which I collided with with enough force to reshape my front wheel into an oval.
It was bad enough that I'd only managed to get 50 metres from my house but the worst part was that the van was parked... The shame.
I never cycled anywhere after that.
( , Thu 8 Mar 2007, 14:45, Reply)
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