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Parents quirky rituals
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Following on from 4getmenot's thread did your parents ever have little routines or things that they made you do, for example, we always had a bath sunday night before school with a capful of dettol liquid in, and a small glass of Andrews liver salts to drink once a week before bed.
Reading it back now it sounds like my mum was a bit wicked and worried about us being clean and germs etc but she so wasn't. I think it was more about looking after us inside and out. Not sure that i would put antiseptic in my girls bath though.
Reading it back now it sounds like my mum was a bit wicked and worried about us being clean and germs etc but she so wasn't. I think it was more about looking after us inside and out. Not sure that i would put antiseptic in my girls bath though.
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.I would have a bath on a Sunday night too, cant remember having one through week, but I must have done, maybe its was because on a Sunday I would have my hair washed too then mum would sit me down and dry and style it behind the sofa then I would run round to fireplace and look at my hair in the back of a brass chestnut pan. :-)
My mum made me go home for dinner (lunch) from school, she said it was to make sure I ate properly. I hated having to do this because all my mates stayed for school dinners and they seemed to have a good time, whilst I was made to walk home and back every day. On Tuesdays when it was pork chops, which I hated it was like torture to me.
Fantastic answers you guys. Didn't want to admit it straight off but I was actually concerned about the whole dettol thing, thought we might have had some sort of contagious disease that mum didn't want the neighbours to know about. PUG100 you made me laugh lots!!
On christmas morning we used to bang on next doors wall (all of us 6) and shout merry christmas sure enough ten seconds later they done the same that probably is just something we done.
MATEY ? BISCUITS? cor you were rich !! we would have a bag of broken biscuits and only be able towatch totp if we had enough money in the meter. Oooh another memory springs to mind running next door with a pound note asking neighbours for two 50p's for the meter.
On christmas morning we used to bang on next doors wall (all of us 6) and shout merry christmas sure enough ten seconds later they done the same that probably is just something we done.
MATEY ? BISCUITS? cor you were rich !! we would have a bag of broken biscuits and only be able towatch totp if we had enough money in the meter. Oooh another memory springs to mind running next door with a pound note asking neighbours for two 50p's for the meter.
At christmas after opening the presents and before dinner, my mum alawys sent us outside to race laps around the block with my dad timing us on the clock from the mantepiece. There were 7 kids, and I think she just wanted peace to get on with the dinner and also give us an appetite! I think that the neighbours thought we were mad.
I told both my sons when they started school that the rule was that when you ate your paked lunch, you had to eat your sandwiches first. My little one came home in a strop one day as he thought he had broken the rules as I had given him a wrap instead of sandwiches!
I told both my sons when they started school that the rule was that when you ate your paked lunch, you had to eat your sandwiches first. My little one came home in a strop one day as he thought he had broken the rules as I had given him a wrap instead of sandwiches!
Annie, that made me chuckle. I was taught sandwiches first, then crisps, then fruit / choccy bar. And that's how I'm eating my lunch right now.
With my parents, it was the communal hairdresser that would descend on our neighbourhood once every 3 or 4 months. Every kid would pile round to the one person's house and queue up patiently (read, cause havoc) while waiting to get their hair done. Do you hear of that nowadays?
With my parents, it was the communal hairdresser that would descend on our neighbourhood once every 3 or 4 months. Every kid would pile round to the one person's house and queue up patiently (read, cause havoc) while waiting to get their hair done. Do you hear of that nowadays?
I remember the communal hairdresser too obonio. and I also still eat my luch in that order. I also remember the rag and bone man who came round and only gave you me a baloon when I gave him everbody in the house's coat! We were not well off, so my Mum went mad when she found out when the weather started to get cold and all the coats were missing - well, I couldn't face another year in my brother's duffelcoat!
...every sunday before being forced to go to sunday school (I'm an atheist now)..my mum would trim my fringe with a pudding basin as a template and I always had a crooked fringe....
....saturday night was bath night and my mum used to rinse our hair with an old saucepan....(we were too poor to have one of those fancy shower adaptors that you shoved onto your bath taps)...and it was always Vosene medicated shampoo and it really stang when it went in your eyes...
...I remember having spoonfulls of Rose Hip Syrup...no idea what for , but it tasted nice so it was ok.... unlike the milk of magnesia....eeeewww I can feel the inside of my mouth drying up as I type...
...we were not allowed out to play in the street on a sunday, my dad was not allowed to wash the car in the street and no washing was put on the line, incase the neighbours thought we were a bunch of heathens seeing as it was a day of rest! ...
....saturday night was bath night and my mum used to rinse our hair with an old saucepan....(we were too poor to have one of those fancy shower adaptors that you shoved onto your bath taps)...and it was always Vosene medicated shampoo and it really stang when it went in your eyes...
...I remember having spoonfulls of Rose Hip Syrup...no idea what for , but it tasted nice so it was ok.... unlike the milk of magnesia....eeeewww I can feel the inside of my mouth drying up as I type...
...we were not allowed out to play in the street on a sunday, my dad was not allowed to wash the car in the street and no washing was put on the line, incase the neighbours thought we were a bunch of heathens seeing as it was a day of rest! ...
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