Daft things your Mam used to say when you were a kid.
"If you fall off that wall and kill yourself don't come crying to me"
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"If you fall off that wall and kill yourself don't come crying to me"
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During a lightening storm my mam used to open a window at the front and a window at the back of the house, so if it struck it would go straight through and not hit anything.... I kid you not
I showed my age today by repeating something everyone hears as a child form their parents
As its fathers day my kids asked when is it kids day.. and do you know what my response was?
Don't wear your jacket in the house you won't feel the benefit when you go outside.
What???...even for STD's:lol:My grandma used to solve all health problems by rubbing Savlon on the affected area and giving us a polo.
What???...even for STD's:lol:
haha. Although luckily at the age of 8 none of us caught anything too bad...
Very true, but I well remember playing with the kid next door when he ran his three-wheeler bike into the coal-shed door at the bottom of the garden and did considerable damage to his private parts.
Why do I remember?
Because his Mum came out of their house and carted him back up the garden to the back yard. She then stood him on the wall between our two houses, took down his trousers, called out my Mum and the woman next-door-but-one, and held an impromptu discussion as to what to do next!
The discussion was carried out with much prodding, peering and lifting of the kids privates before it was unanimously decided that the damage was probably not permanent and a quick wash in warm salty water was all that would be required.
The kid's screams of anguish when the "cure" was applied haunted my dreams for many years!
Happy Days! :whistle: :whistle:
Very true, but I well remember playing with the kid next door when he ran his three-wheeler bike into the coal-shed door at the bottom of the garden and did considerable damage to his private parts.
Why do I remember?
Because his Mum came out of their house and carted him back up the garden to the back yard. She then stood him on the wall between our two houses, took down his trousers, called out my Mum and the woman next-door-but-one, and held an impromptu discussion as to what to do next!
The discussion was carried out with much prodding, peering and lifting of the kids privates before it was unanimously decided that the damage was probably not permanent and a quick wash in warm salty water was all that would be required.
The kid's screams of anguish when the "cure" was applied haunted my dreams for many years!
Happy Days! :whistle: :whistle:
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