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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I wasn't allowed to look out of the windows.
In case someone outside SAW me, looking out of the window.
Because then they'd KNOW that I'd been, you know, looking out of the windows.
Looking back, I think my mother's idea was that, as she hated me so much, it was probably best all round if I wasn't there at all, or failing that, became invisible.
I was also regularly locked out of the house on Saturdays and told not to come back until teatime, not allowed to drink milk, rarely allowed meat, forbidden to play music loud enough to be heard by my mother's ear pressed to my bedroom door and sent to bed at 9pm until I was 15.
No wonder I left at 17 to live in a dingy bedsitter with a drug-addled biker. Hah, that taught'em!
( , Fri 9 Mar 2007, 22:17, Reply)
In case someone outside SAW me, looking out of the window.
Because then they'd KNOW that I'd been, you know, looking out of the windows.
Looking back, I think my mother's idea was that, as she hated me so much, it was probably best all round if I wasn't there at all, or failing that, became invisible.
I was also regularly locked out of the house on Saturdays and told not to come back until teatime, not allowed to drink milk, rarely allowed meat, forbidden to play music loud enough to be heard by my mother's ear pressed to my bedroom door and sent to bed at 9pm until I was 15.
No wonder I left at 17 to live in a dingy bedsitter with a drug-addled biker. Hah, that taught'em!
( , Fri 9 Mar 2007, 22:17, Reply)
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