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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Teacher ParentsOne evening when I was 11 I was playing on my skateboard at a friends house. Trying tricks that were way beyond me I fell awkwardly on my arm and knew straight away things were wrong. Off I went home and told my parents, who being both teachers and seeing this sort of thing all the time, grabbed my wrist pulled it one way, then the other, causing me to scream in pain, and told me to stop being such a drama queen and go to bed. The next morning after one of the longest nights of my life I found I couldn't hold my spoon to eat my cornflakes. According to them I was procrastinating as I didn't want to got to school. At school that day I couldn't hold a pen and was sent to the nurse. She was obviously from the same stock as my parents as she gave me a pathetic bandage on my wrist which did nothing but cause me more pain. This continued for two more days until I was reluctantly taken to hospital by my dad, who moaned all the way. This confirmed what I knew all along, that I had a nasty break across my forearm and had to be in plaster for six weeks.
Just to top this, the next week my mum gave all my beloved Star Wars figures away to a jumble sale.
Where were social services?
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(, Thu 16 Aug 2007, 10:31, Reply)
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