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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HmmmOnly a couple spring to mind, both my mum. She dislocated my older sister's elbow when playing with her as a toddler, resulting in a lovely trip to hospital.
Secondly, we had an Aga when we first moved in to our current house. I watched her hold my then three-year-old brother kind of in the manner of holding a newborn (i.e. on his back, arms under neck and knee), lowering him repeatedly over the hotplate cover (a sort of dome shape) and saying "i'm gonna burn your bum! I'm gonna burn your bum!" Little bro was laughing like crazy, so she did it some more. And some more. Then she caught his bare arse on the red-hot cover.
I don't think I've ever heard anyone scream so loudly since.
Mad as a hatter.
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mr_wicksy is.... old., Fri 17 Aug 2007, 9:18,
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