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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Not so sure that this is 'Bad Parenting'Bloody made me laugh at the time...
Centuries ago, when we were kids, my sister (K) pestered my mother for porridge.
"I'm not getting porridge, you won't eat it!" Mum would cry.
"I will!" promised K.
This exchange was carried on for several days until Mum relented.
So! One fine morning, porridge was cooked for breakfast. It was presented to K with a warning. "You had better eat this, or I'll tip it up on your head!"
I waited - eagerly.
Yep! K did not like the porridge and Mum, true to her word, emptied the lot over K's head.
Of course, this meant that a bath and hair wash were in order before school. So I was dispatched off to school having been instructed to take the message to K's teacher that she would be late.
This I did (always try to be reliable, me!), with great enjoyment. I informed her teacher in front of K's entire class - loudly! I described every little detail, much to the amusement of all K's classmates. What a TWAT! Eh?
Ribbed for weeks the poor girl!
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