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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Frankspencer's post reminds meOf my first proper g/f, a flaxen haired German lass from a devout catholic family.
G/f, her mum and her grandmother used to speak German to one another, switching to English for her younger brother and Grandfather, so whenever the girls wanted a private chat about the menfolk at the table, languages would be switched mid conversation. When Jane's mum wanted to get a point across to the pair of us, she'd switch to English, which made for some bizarre mealtime discussions. All thoughts of strict mothers aside, g/f's mum was deligthful, often taking me out for coffee when Jane wasn't about and making me feel very welcome in her home.
It must have been bloody obvious we were boinking each other (esp when Jane quoted a certain vital statistic to her mum one evening), but no lectures or anything followed.
However, my nuts didn't half shrink when I was invited to attend mass every Sunday with g/f and the catholic family. The feeling of impending doom knowing I'd deflowered one of their flock is no doubt something St Peter will bring up during my pearly gates interview... I literally am going to hell.
(, Mon 12 Mar 2007, 15:12, Reply)
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