Did you have any? Did you have any that you were too frightened to speak about for fear of punishment?
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nope i was an angel
Salad cream and chilli powder on toast for breakfast. Mum used to get annoyed as “that’s no way to start the day”.
None, not even posting up loads of questions at lunchtime on a bike forum…
Farting in an old cocoa tin and giving it to my gran on the pretext it smelled lovely.
When I was about 7 I had a habit of picking my nose and wiping it on the back of my bedside cupboard :Whistling:
Thankfully stopped the habit but was reminded about it when I changed from ‘child’ furniture to grown up furniture :sick:
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i was a good child…
loved cold tea though when i was about 4 
Nicking fruit and veg from the local alotments, got caught and was well and truely punished.
When i came back from school I used to swig down an egg cup full of Warninks advocat every evening! Still love the stuff but im no alki!!!
Also nicking my dads fags in the morning before walking to school.
Setting fire to things, like haystacks, tractors, my school, cloths, other children :pinch: I think this was one of the driving factors behind me smoking when I left home, that and Michelle Hudson 
hehe i was a bit of a firestarter! that and flooding the toilets on me first day at school:D
i knew a michelle hudson…from surrey tho…shes fiiiiit!:D:P
You can’t beat a good fire ;)
starting water fights in the class room, some will be remembered forever including the one in which the teacher got involved and we were using the tables on their sides as barracades…
God what a day that was.
lol no you cant, still LOVE bonfire night:D
Picking my nose!
always had me finger buried in me nose until sitting in the back of our car one day and dad spotted me in the rear view mirror and slammed the brakes on! stoopid thing to do as i promptly covered the back of his head with a mixture of snot and plenty of blood!
But my nose was to sore to pick and stopped doing that.
Used to see how long it would take the fire crew to get to the park, closest one didn’t have to buy the woodpecker cider.
I used to collect woodlice and make a home for them in my salt and pepper pots, stopped after about a year when they kept on keep dying on me lol
I’m too old to remember my childhood LOL:D
I had a chilli eating competition once - but that was when i was an adult. I ate lots of raw chilies with my mate Garry and then we went to the freezer and had to shove ice in our mouths to get rid of the effects. Does it count?
Unlike my own kids, I was friggin perfect and the apple of my parent’s eyes.
Did my homework as soon as I got home from school, helped around the house, kept my room tidy, never got into trouble…
Well, that’s what I to tell the parasites that are still with me.
Should I start a new thread on “How to get your kids to leave home”?