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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"Dead in a ditch!"
Mum's always convinced that I'm dead/horribly injured somewhere if I'm so much as 10 minutes late. Hence many evenings of missing the train or going to the library after school and coming home to find she's out in the car looking for me.
She still does this when I'm at home now, even though I'm 26, don't live there anymore and I can quite happily tell her stories about about being stuck in Trafalgar Square at 2am, as long as it's *already happened*.
Unfortunately all this fretting has given her pretty serious sleep issues, and she's always wide awake before dawn now. So when she realised her car was blocking the drive at 4.15am she thought nothing about slipping out in her dressing gown to move it.
Sadly the week beforehand I'd made a slightly-too-subtle joke to our neighbour that she might be 'losing it a bit'. Cue her neighbour putting his arm round her and saying 'let's get you back home dear'. She nearly killed me for that!
On the bright side, they're always bringing her food...
( , Sat 10 Mar 2007, 16:43, Reply)
Mum's always convinced that I'm dead/horribly injured somewhere if I'm so much as 10 minutes late. Hence many evenings of missing the train or going to the library after school and coming home to find she's out in the car looking for me.
She still does this when I'm at home now, even though I'm 26, don't live there anymore and I can quite happily tell her stories about about being stuck in Trafalgar Square at 2am, as long as it's *already happened*.
Unfortunately all this fretting has given her pretty serious sleep issues, and she's always wide awake before dawn now. So when she realised her car was blocking the drive at 4.15am she thought nothing about slipping out in her dressing gown to move it.
Sadly the week beforehand I'd made a slightly-too-subtle joke to our neighbour that she might be 'losing it a bit'. Cue her neighbour putting his arm round her and saying 'let's get you back home dear'. She nearly killed me for that!
On the bright side, they're always bringing her food...
( , Sat 10 Mar 2007, 16:43, Reply)
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