Strict ParentsI 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?
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chthonic, Thu 8 Mar 2007, 12:37)
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July 1981.......and a 5 year old abefroman is tortured and humiliated by his usually loving and caring parents. How so? Well in that bastion of middle class, royalist England (a suburb of north Birmingham), a street party is being held in the cul-de-sac in which we reside to celebrate the marriage of big eared Charlie to the Princess of Hearts (England’s Rose and other Daily Mail esque titles for) Lady Di.
My mother decides it will be a splendid idea to put me in fancy dress as a TV set of all things. Hence little me walking around the street wearing a cardboard box with a picture of Charles and Di cut out of a magazine on the front and a couple of dials drawn on. It wasn’t even a good attempt at a TV as the sides of the box clearly read Walkers smokey bacon flavour crisps accompanied by a picture of a little pig.
It was hot uncomfortable and very embarrassing, I was roundly mocked by the other kids and who can blame them? The arm holes cut into my skin as did the neck hole, yet my folks insisted on me wearing it until hours later I finally whinged them into submission and I was with great relief freed from my corrugated cardboard bastille. Perhaps one day I will forgive them, but I think that’s unlikely.
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abefroman skating on the thin life of modern life on, Sun 11 Mar 2007, 14:53,
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