General Chat

One Christmas I begged and pleaded to Father Christmas to bring me a red tricycle. Of course I did'nt get one, but the boy next door did. It was bright red with chrome trimmings and it shone in the daylight and it even had a boot. It was just what I had wanted. I asked him if I could have a go and he said No. I sat on the step in the front garden watching him riding it up and down the pavement, biding my time. Eventually he went indoors leaving the beautiful bike outside. I sprang into action, leapt on it and pedelled as fast as I could down the road before crashing it into a wall. (No comments please about women drivers, I was six) It ended up in a sorry state, bashed and scratched. I got severly belted on the bottom for stealing. Jo.

I got barred from Waitrose in Sheen. My Mum used to go shopping and leave my brother and I at the back of the tills to wait for her. I sussed that if I cried and went to a store worker telling them I was lost they would give me sweets. They eventually asked my Mum not to bring me in again. I must have been only about four or five. I also tried cooking a baked potato in a tree. There was a hole in a tree so I got my potato, wrapped it in foil, popped it in the tree and started trying to light a fire. Someone must have seen what I was upto and along came a policeman to tell me off. Now my Dad was a civil servant working for the Police so my brother told me the police man knew Dad and that I was in for it. The thought of that was worse than the actualy ticking off. The worst thing I did was as a 16 year old. I decided to climb out of my bedroom window to spend New Years Eve with my boyfriend. When I got back home about 4am I was quite suprised to find my bedroom window had been locked (obviously not how I had left it) I tried waking my brother up by throwing stones at his window but he's since told me he was ignoring me. I had to wait until 7am when my Dad was up and had taken the chain off the door before I could walk in and pretend I'd been for an early morning walk. I wasn't believed for one second but funnily enough I was never punished. Waiting for it was agonising though. Naomi

round about 1943 there were loads of bombed houses where I lived and we kids used to have "wars" throwing chunks of the 'muck' plaster across the road at each other, yep u guessed it I was the one that threw a chunk of Hard stuff,and a car happened to run into it...........smashing the window, I was dragged to my house and got a sound thrashing........didnt do it again...

What a laugh!! My mum thought I did some naughty things as I child, but I will show her the rest of this thread so that she realises I was a little angel. Mind you, if I was naughty, it was completely her fault ... I was left emotionally scarred for life on the day she walked out of Woollies with her shopping and up the road thinking 'I'm sure I came out this morning with more than this ... oh yes, I was pushing a pram'. When she got back to Woollies, fortunately I was still there :)) The most famous family tale about me is when I was at playgroup and a little boy was having far too long a turn in the pedal car for my liking. So I went up, lifted the side of the car (Muscle Girl) and tipped him out. When he started to cry, the teacher came over to find out what was wrong, and there was I, with my arm round him hugging him and saying 'oh dear miss, Kevin's crying, what's the matter Kevin?' Mandy (aka Mrs Innocent)

Gerri, All I can say about that Christine in Edinburgh is thank god I never had her nursing me PMSL. Pat x

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Lou - we must be twins then roflmao

i was never norty as a child nor am i now :-)

Organised a scrumping party with my brother and the two boys next door of my mother's friends Victoria plum tree. I knew she had gone out with my mother so we climbed over the fence and took every plum on the tree. The boys next door were sent to their rooms, but because I was a girl they never thought I'd do such a thing! I often wonder where those 'boys' are now. They were Brian and Michael Elias and their father was a taxi driver. Sylvia xxx

Just remembered another couple of naughties I got up to. Visiting my 'dead posh' Aunt when I was about nine, I went to her bathroom and was smelling all her lovely bottles of perfume and bubblebath. I dropped a glass one in the sink and it broke! I didn't know what to do so I lifted the cystern lid and put all the bits in there. Of course when I flushed the loo, there were bubbles galore. It was never mentioned so I don't know if she ever found it! Another time, afore mentioned brother and I tried to fix my dad's watch that we'd heard him say wasn't working. We couldn't get the parts back in again so we poured in some glue and shoved all the wee bits back in. Fine until he took it to a jewellers to be mended. As you can imagine, he wasn't too chuffed! Christine

CAROL!!! ( sob ) How could you....( sob.) destroy a cricket pitch....( sob ) O'h dear..lol Tony Oz ( a Cricket lover )

My brother always said there's three 6's on my head! Christine

Caz...are you sure it wasnt Christine in disguise? lol

Christine...Have you always lived in Edinburgh ? Bloody hope so!......lol Gerri from the sauff ;o)

Cheers Gerri....LOL...You never know! Christine

I just hope Im not related to Christine......lol

My Mum used to keep a 'Shilling pot' It's where she saved up the shillings (old money 1/-) ready for the gas metre........ I stole some and bought some Bon bons sweets...ate the lot in one go and was as sick as a parrot......Havent touched one since and Im 55 now lol yuk yuk yuk Gerri

I was an awful child. Cut all my brothers hair off when I was about 5, he was 3. Playing at nurses I injected him up his nose with a cocktail stick...he had to go to hospital to have it cauterised! (And to think I ended up in nursing! LOL) Painted all his toenails different colours one night, poor soul never had time to take it off in the morning and went to school and had PE. What a slagging he took! Another time, my Mum was at the shops, I had collected brambles with a friend and decided to try and make jam. Ruined every pot in the house with the burnt on mess! (surprisingly my brother turned out okay after all I did to him) LOL Christine

On deciding that I wanted an Omlette I used a dozen eggs and threw the eggshells over the garden wall so the old man next door got told off by his daughter as she thought he was getting senile but I got found by mum and got a thrashing from dad when she told him.

Hmmm..Lets see now!! Hope my brother is not watching this space (lol ) I was watching T.V when it first came to Oz. ( Black n' White.) It was the old black and White "Robin Hood" series we got here in Oz. They were shooting arrows at the bad guys. My 5 year old brother was watching it with me. I was 6 years older than he. After the movie had finished, i said to him, wann'a play Robin Hood!!! Yup.. he said. So i took him out to our backyard ( Garden ) and stood him up against our fence. I placed a bottle on his head, and told him to stand still. I picked up the broken broom handle with the Sharp pointy end, and walked back about 10 paces, aimed, and threw. I hit him between the eyes, and disloged his teeth.( 15 stiches for him) and the thrashing of my life for me, from my father. I look back now, and thank god i didn't kill him. Both of us are in our 50s now, and i still apologise to him when we speak. O'h dear.....my poor brother. Tony Oz.