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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My DadI'm sure my Mom would say that my Dad was a terrible parent, but he was brill! He just had to wait until she was out, and then...
He didn't want me injuring myself with... wait for it... explosives, so he taught me and my brother how to make explosives safely! By the time secondary school rolled around, I was teaching the other kids how to do this, and earned some props for that.
He wanted to make model airplanes once, so we did, and we flew them around the back garden. Then it rained. So we made smaller planes, to fly indoors, but there wasn't room. So we emptied the front room and flew them in there. My Mom thought we'd been burgled!
He regularly gave my brother and I unsuitable power tools. I think it was twice we ended up at Casualty, with my bro (never me) dripping blood.
When my Mom told him he should take us two and do something exciting out-doors, he taught us to drive!
He's calmed down a little now, but not much. He's now an archery coach, so he's teaching my son to use weapons. He's a star!
(Unfortunately, he also taught me to answer QOTW questions all wrong, which is why the above doesn't fit! Sorry, all)
(, Sat 18 Aug 2007, 13:28, Reply)
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