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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The Childminder
Seeing as my parents were fairly important (read as 'poor') back in the day, they were always working, and therefore couldn't get me to or from school. I couldn't walk by myself, obviously, so I was sent off to a series of childminders from the age of 1. The first was, well lets call her was called 'Sue', she was rather nice as I've been told.
'Jules' was next, she had me from 2 till I was about 6, and there were times when she was alright. We were never allowed to lie, however. Fibbing was allowed for "strength of character" (did I mention I was 5?), but if anyone were to lie 'Jules' would fetch her leather bound New and Old Testament and Psalms from the shelf and smack you with it.
Round the head.
Repeating the words "Be sure* you're sin* will find* you out*. Numbers*, 23*:32*."
The stars mark when the book would make contact with your scalp.
Other than that, she was alright
Ooh, there was also 'Rosie'. Her daughter drove her nails into my neck so hard I still have scars to show for it. By pushing the girl off me, she started bawling, and I was banned from the house.
She actually left a 10 year old me on her door step in late autumn, wearing no more than his school shirt and trousers, for about 2 hours till my mum showed up and threatened legal action. My mum was great, never there for you but always ready to sue. Cheers mum.
But still, I turned out alright didn't I?
( , Mon 12 Mar 2007, 13:49, Reply)
Seeing as my parents were fairly important (read as 'poor') back in the day, they were always working, and therefore couldn't get me to or from school. I couldn't walk by myself, obviously, so I was sent off to a series of childminders from the age of 1. The first was, well lets call her was called 'Sue', she was rather nice as I've been told.
'Jules' was next, she had me from 2 till I was about 6, and there were times when she was alright. We were never allowed to lie, however. Fibbing was allowed for "strength of character" (did I mention I was 5?), but if anyone were to lie 'Jules' would fetch her leather bound New and Old Testament and Psalms from the shelf and smack you with it.
Round the head.
Repeating the words "Be sure* you're sin* will find* you out*. Numbers*, 23*:32*."
The stars mark when the book would make contact with your scalp.
Other than that, she was alright
Ooh, there was also 'Rosie'. Her daughter drove her nails into my neck so hard I still have scars to show for it. By pushing the girl off me, she started bawling, and I was banned from the house.
She actually left a 10 year old me on her door step in late autumn, wearing no more than his school shirt and trousers, for about 2 hours till my mum showed up and threatened legal action. My mum was great, never there for you but always ready to sue. Cheers mum.
But still, I turned out alright didn't I?
( , Mon 12 Mar 2007, 13:49, Reply)
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