Terrible ParentingMy parents used to lock my brother, sister and I in the car while they went to the pub for a "quick one" after work. This quick one might last several hours, during which they would send bottles of Indian Tonic Water to us by way of refreshment.
On one particularly cold evening, bored stupid, we lit a small bonfire on the back seat of the car using the cigarette lighter and the contents of the glove box. We owe our lives to passing winos. (BTW: Please no more Maddie or Jesus gags, they've been done.)
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 16 Aug 2007, 9:47)
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Brothers! Furniture! Doom!I have a younger brother. We get on very well now but did not as children. One day we had been fighting, a lot, and my parents shut us in a room together with a video and told us not to come out until we were friends.
The video they gave us was Wrestlemania. As kids imitate this sort of thing (we had a wrestling club at school) this strikes me as stunningly naive.
As you would expect, a rumpus ensued and when my folks came to checkon us they found two battered, bruised and bleeding small boys, a number of broken chairs, a damaged table and smashed lamps.
We got no pocket money for some time after.
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disasterprone "Pyjamas caused the Holocaust", Thu 16 Aug 2007, 11:46,
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