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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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Over the course of my childhood years I was banned from buying and/or wearing Doc Martins - I got around this by putting them in my bag and swapping shoes around the corner.
I wasn't allowed to get my ears pierced until I was 16.
I was banned from staying out as a teenager beyond 10pm at night as that was when the pubs closed, the streets would be full of undesirables and that was when any trouble would happen.

My mother is quite possibly the biggest mentalist ever so there are probably countless more incidents that my mind has chosen to forget.

I think the most embarrassing and humiliating ban was 'not handing out leaflets given to you by XXX and XXX'

The mentalist was a staunch Conservative, so much so that in her younger years had stood in local elections. I happened to be at a friend's parents once day and instead of them delivering some leaflets for the local Liberal Democrats, they bunged me and my friend a few quid to do it for them.

I accidentally and quite stupidly mentioned this to the mentalist in a 'hey guess what I made some cash today'. After extracting from me exactly how I'd made the money... she went ballistic - how dare I hand out leaflets that weren't for the Conservative party..

Fast forward to several hours worth of rant later and she phoned up the local Liberal Democrats branch to complain about us being exploited, my friend's parents paying people to promote the party (which according to her you aren't supposed to do), you name it.. she complained about it. I was so mortified by the whole thing I felt obliged to call up said friend's parents and explain what had just happened. To this day it still makes me cringe.

It's been years since I've spoken to her, no bloody wonder.
(, Wed 14 Mar 2007, 13:06, Reply)

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