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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PramtasticMy mother has never liked Jenny, the girl from nextdoor.
We always put it down to just one of her many, many irrational grudges.
A few years ago and the topic cropped up in conversation.
Me: What *do* you have against her then?
Mum: Well, when you were a baby, you'd cry and cry all day long so I used to put you in your pram and dump you at the bottom of the garden so I wouldn't have to listen to you.
Me: That explains a lot, what about Jenny?
Mum: well, the little bitch would climb over the fence, bring the pram up to the house and then knock on the backdoor to tell me that you were crying.
A 42 years and counting grudge, well done mum.
(, Thu 16 Aug 2007, 11:40, Reply)
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