Either you love 'em or you hate 'em. Or in the case of Fred West - both. Tell us your ankle-biter stories.
(, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 15:10)
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The children I encounter are almost exclusively sullen teenagers who've been thieving, or are in other miscellaneous troubles.
Appropriately, I'm now on a train next to a disaster-zone of a mother is saying to her two kids (different fathers, natch), over and over again : "that was your last chance, if you do it again, NO FOOD FOR DINNER!"
Bloody hell, if her cooking's half as lousy as her parenting skills, they're dodging a bullet. Why can't she see how ineffective this is as discipline? Why, oh why, isn't there some sort of test for being a parent that extends beyond getting it in the right hole?
EDIT: she's just bought them crisps from the snack trolley. BAH!
(, Fri 18 Apr 2008, 17:08, closed)
"Look, if you be'ave yourself aahl getchoo a macdonalds la'er alrigh'?
(, Fri 18 Apr 2008, 18:21, closed)
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