Remember these times?
You come home later than you were supposed to! Dad is waiting in the hall as you creep in!
"Do you know what time it is?"
"Why is your watch broken?"
"Do you know who I am?" (Now his memory has gone.)
"Do you know who you're talking to?"
"I think you're my dad!"
Wallop! You get a slap in the face! (It was allowed back then), known up here in Scotland as a skelp on the jaw!
Then your mother chips in with, "It's for your own good son!"
"Can I go out to play Mum?"
"No you can't, and you'll get back for eight o'clock!"
"Mum, can I have a bike?"
"Bike is it? I'll give you bike!" (What did that mean?)
"You'll be smiling on the other side of your face!"
When we kids played up my mum used to threaten us with 'One of these days you'll find me amongst the missing!' We never found out where we could find the missing.