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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When I was 5....and my wee sis was just a babe in t'arms. We were left alone for a few mins while my mum went to slave away over a hot stove.
The cries of my sister caused my mum to rush back in to the lounge, and wonder why her lil cherub was crying.
She kicked me.
Now, back in the 80's before children were brought up as hippies (read: soft twats who complain to the school every 30 seconds) we were told that if someone hits you, you hit them back. Well she kicked me. Kicking her legs in the way all babies do. SO I smacked her.
My mum was not impressed, and sent me to bed with out dinner. I pointed out the short fall in her little words of widom, by telling her that "she should have told me you're not meant to hit family members" God bless child Logic.
Length- I was 5 you perve.
(, Mon 20 Aug 2007, 13:25, Reply)
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