Things you were into as a kid that drove the parents mad.

darkdubh

I can't remember my own parents saying too much about them but I used to collect the Garbage Pail Kid stickers and I remember they were quite a cause of controversy with parents at the time.There was one story in the Sunday world about a dad who bought them for his young kids thinking they were innocent fun and finding one sticker that had a baby flaying the skin off his back(I had that one)On another note one of my cousins was an avid reader of 2000AD and when he started getting nightmares about Satanus,the T Rex that featured in some of the Judge Dredd stories his mother banned him from reading it.

Bannasidhe

Punk Rock.

spokesman

robbing orchards:D

Guill

Collected c64 games!!

L1011

Sim City and Ultimate Soccer Manager.

Taltos

Climbing on the roof of our 2 storey house. Jumping from the garage across the roses and tarmac. Climbing basically anything I could get my hands on - even when it meant coming home with my hands torn to shreds from pebbledash.

Running into the sea when already wet from the rain. Standing on the pier during storms dodging the waves.

Happy days

Amalgam

My very own DIY Hot Wheels.. Running marbles along the inside 'gully' (usually to catch condensation) of single paned windows. Perfect groove for a marble. The wider the window, the better.

Not very popular first thing on a Saturday.. Dad thundering into the room.. 'gobacktobedgobacktobed'

Paper thin Barratt Home, the edge of the marble touching the glass, sending sound out through the rather large window pane, now that I think back, it must have driven the neighbours nuts..

Rubberlegs

darkdubh wrote: »

I can't remember my own parents saying too much about them but I used to collect the Garbage Pail Kid stickers and I remember they were quite a cause of controversy with parents at the time.There was one story in the Sunday world about a dad who bought them for his young kids thinking they were innocent fun and finding one sticker that had a baby flaying the skin off his back(I had that one)On another note one of my cousins was an avid reader of 2000AD and when he started getting nightmares about Satanus,the T Rex that featured in some of the Judge Dredd stories his mother banned him from reading it.

I still have a load of those Garbage Pail stickers, couldn't bear to part with them:D. Didn't they come with a stick of pink gum?

darkdubh

73Cat wrote: »

I still have a load of those Garbage Pail stickers, couldn't bear to part with them:D. Didn't they come with a stick of pink gum?

That's right.The gum was manufactured in Ballincollig outside Cork.

The Big Red Button

Our favourite game was making "potions."

Basically we'd mix together all sorts of random ingredients - whatever we could get our grubby little paws on in the kitchen/garden/garage.

We'd then leave the potion to ferment under the oil tank for a couple of weeks ... and then feed it to our younger siblings, telling them it'd give them magical powers. (We weren't lying, we honestly believed it at the time ... just, not enough to try the potions ourselves first. )

LanceStrong

Tangerine dream.

darkdubh

LanceStrong wrote: »

Tangerine dream.

Could you expand?What was it about 70's German cosmic rock that your parents objected to?

seamus

A mate had gotten me in metal and rock and bought a lot of music, so I borrowed a lot of his tapes.

My Mum had partially subscribed to the idea that music and imagery could be influential. So when I brought home "Incesticide", she banned me from listening to it. She saw a song on it was called "rape me", and without even listening to it, she went on a big rant about people blaming rape victims for "asking for it".
She also saw the cover for Sepultura's "Schizophrenia" and freaked out a little bit.

Of course after that I just stopped leaving these things lying around and listened to them anyway.

SEPT 23 1989

chatterpillar wrote: »

Our favourite game was making "potions."

Basically we'd mix together all sorts of random ingredients - whatever we could get our grubby little paws on in the kitchen/garden/garage.

We'd then leave the potion to ferment under the oil tank for a couple of weeks ... and then feed it to our younger siblings, telling them it'd give them magical powers. (We weren't lying, we honestly believed it at the time ... just, not enough to try the potions ourselves first. )

I ended up in Our Ladys over this carry on:pac: