what is the oddest thing someone has done when you have visited their house?

Cremeeggs good grief you've had a colourful life! [bugrin]

When I was about 12 my parents reluctantly let me stay over at a school friend's house. They were known for being a rough family but it was a single Mum with four daughters around my age, so from my point of view it was a very girly fun environment and I was really pleased to be having a sleepover.

Anyway it got to about midnight on a red hot summer's night, us girls were all sharing the attic room wearing little cotton nighties, sweating half to death when a drunk but pleasant man comes wandering in to the bedroom. He asks how we all are, what we're up to etc then leaves the room. I asked the girls who he was and they just shrugged, they didn't know.

I thought it was very odd but then got on with out night and thought no more of it. I then lost contact with this family over the following years..

I found out just a fortnight ago that the Mother was working as a prostitute at the time and that her 'clients' would regularly just roll up at pub kicking out time [bushock]

Feel really sad for that family actually, they had a really dysfunctional history.

garlic we didn't have a cage or bedding or food or anything for it, didn't know a thing about hamsters! took it as we were so glad of a leaving present because it meant that the woman would finally LEAVE!

not sure if it had lived in the room she was staying in all the time she was there with us in it's tin ) or if she had found it, stolen it from a neighbour, or bought it specially for us or what???

the thing lived for YEARS too!!

The first time I met FIL, I was standing up one minute and the next I was on his back - he'd given me a fireman's lift and was proceeding to walk around with me on one shoulder and his granddaughter on the other. I didn't wriggle as I thought that's probably what he want's. All I remember is seeing DHs upside down face looking acutely embarrassed!

oh and I was ordered to put them back on the bed, even though I'ld already got as far as the washing machine and there was an airing cupboard full of clean sheets

since we're doing other people's houses too..

stayed at the parent's of the brides's house before a wedding, they had a few spare rooms so were putting up a few people. I was there longest so generally heping out cause they were shite hosts

One newlywed couple had a room for a few days, then they went off somewhere else for a night, so I went to get the sheets off their bed before the sister of the groom arrived to occupy that room..

was laughed at by the family, apparently they don't change guest sheets.... EVER!!!

a vicious hamster in a biscuit tin

Should be available on iwantoneofthose.com [bugrin]

Garliccheesechips sadly I am married don't think I would be exciting enough for him, he clearly needs something higher octane than me!!! [bugrin]

not told me when I ran out of toilet paper, I had about 3 rolls in there but they used it all - no problem I don't judge what other people do to their bums, BUT they were working together to smuggle napkins from the kitchen into the toilet for each other, it was the weirdest behaviour ever! .. rather than just asking had I any more (I did, in a cupboard).

Another one gave me a vicious hamster in a biscuit tin as a "thank you for having me stay" present?? (after out staying by about a week)

Riddzy - No [bushock] I'll get it!

When 16 I went to stay with my dad's sister's husband's sister and her husband to do a week of work experience in said husband's small graphic design studio in the middle of the Yorkshire Moors. They lived in a tiny stone cottage on a bleak hillside.

I had never met the couple before, and they were very quiet and a bit peculiar. They were late 40s and childless, so the sudden arrival of a grumpy 16 year old girl into their lives round-the-clock probably threw them a bit. I remember the first evening about 9pm just sitting silently with them in their front room listening to the clock tick... and my eyes wandering around the room in desperation for anything to distract me... until with a start I saw on the mantlepiece that they had hung by its elastic a cheap plastic mask of a goat. Almost exactly like this one: www.starcostumes.com/lgimages/F61369.jpg

No explanation why it was there.

That was a looooong week.

Garlicbunny - you have described the end of Evelyn Waugh's A Handful of Dust - have you ever read it?

[bushock] at ascec.

GinPalace - the worst thing is that my friend is a lovely, hard working, good looking man who would be considered a great catch. I don't think he realises he's shacked up with Lucifer.. Shall I tell him and then set him up with you? [bugrin]

This thread is brilliant. Keep em coming.

Not nearly as impressive as some of these, but my aunt, who has four children aged 18 months to 13, a dog, two cats and keeps chickens and horses, never has soap or handtowels to be found anywhere in her house. She has three bathrooms, a kitchen sink and a utility room. Your only option is to use washing up liquid in the kitchen and either dry your hands on your clothes, use the teatowel or use kitchen roll.

When my mother commented on it she said "Yeah, we never seem to have soap in the house."

ApocalypseCheeseToastie - we were having double glazing installed last year. by a bloke who looked like Steptoe. I went up the stairs and as I passed the bathroom I saw him standing peeing and he just turned around and smiled at me mid-wizz! Dirty f-fer!

Not on the scale of most of these (my eyes are popping!), but I was going out with a group of friends and we were meeting at one girl's flat - I knew her, but only as part of the group of people I hung around with.

She had white leather sofas with pink velvet cushions on them. While we were waiting for some others to turn up, she said to sit down. I was just about to lower my bum onto the seat when she shrieked (literally, like a banshee) and threw herself across the room to grab the pink cushion from behind me. "Noooo!" she glared at me. "They're not for sitting on! You'll spoil them!"

I was ".... ok....." and several people laughed and went 'oh, xxx and her cushions" - apparently she was notorious for this. Another (male) friend asked if he could use the loo while waiting. She said yes, but wait a minute, and went in first, returning with a fluffy bath mat and loo mat. "Men" she smiled at us "can't have them messing up my mats!" As soon as he returned she went back in, we heard hot water running and the smell of pine... apparently she disinfected around the loo after every visitor and no-one (including herself) was allowed to use the loo with the mats in situ in case of dribblage... which I can sort of see, those mats are a bit minging imho, but then why have them in the first place?

No-one's ever had sex in the same room as me, but a guy I met in Key West tried to persuade me that it would be a good idea if we got it on in my youth hostel room (that had bunk beds and I was sharing with 5 other girls!)... needless to say, he did not persuade me!

In my chaotic younger days I got the sack from a live-in job. I had nowhere to stay until one of the women from work offered to have me at hers. Really kind of her - she was a heroine, bringing up two very difficult boys (the younger was severely autistic) on her own with little money. I was to share a room with the elder son, who was about 15.

After we went to bed, the boy sat up and said he wanted me to tell him stories. Okay, I said. He then pulled a rifle from under his mattress, showed me it was loaded and pointed it at me! I spent the night telling stories at gunpoint. (I did include Scheherezade, but he didn't get the connection.)

Told his mum about it, she simply confiscated the rifle.

That night he had a knife.

I ran away the next day - am ashamed I left without telling her, and still sometimes wonder how things turned out for them all!

When I was 11 I had a friend whose family were very strange. I went round for dinner and a sleepover one night and the older sister, who was a vegan, was in charge of making dinner. She took an opened tin of beans out of the fridge and scraped the mould off the top, and served them with some lentil-y stuff, I ate it even though it was pretty rank. After dinner the mum ran a bath and tried to make me have a bath with my friend so we could all see "the blossoming of our bodies". I said I was ok and had had a bath that morning. While friend had the bath lentil-weaver older sis and geeky little bro had an almighty row about older sis having moved the bro's toy cat. We then had to have a family meeting with me as the intermediary (sp?) finished off by group hug. When it was finally bed time, I was given a grotty sleeping bag and had to sleep on the floor of friend's room with no mattress.

The next time I was invited for sleepover I got my mum to tell them I was busy.

I'm utterly loving this thread! Trying to think of some myself

My MIL complained that we weren't planning to travel to visit them over Christmas. Much as I wanted not to travel with the three rogues I relented (Christmas spirit and all that) and we travelled the 250 miles to stay on the days stipulated as suitable. On the third day of a four day visit she informed us that she was having a dinner party that evening but we weren't invited. It turned out though that three of DH's siblings and their partners and one of their daughters (4) were invited. We were told we would have to vacate the house with the kids until midnight. We left.

Sad - still on an optimistic note if an un-hinged foul mouthed woman like that can bag a man there is hope for any half-decent singletons out there!! [bugrin]

I had a great bloke-mate once who wasn't allowed to speak to his female friends! I called him once and we were chatting away when he said 'gotta go she's back' [buhmm] - very sad, he went abroad sometime later and I missed him for ages. Don't know if he stayed with her.

Thread hijack over. [busmile]

No, I've never told him. I told his brother who said she's a 'bit unstable alright'.
Ya think??

The only thing I can think to explain it is that she has a problem with her man's female friends, but really?

Did you ever tell him??

Garlic double- [bushock]

Meeting old friend's fiance for the first time (they had been living overseas) at their new house.

Conversation was all normal, the usual, polite, friendly etc.

When my friend was out of the room I asked her if she'd made the cakes herself (just making conversation really) and her face darkened to a hard snarl.

She then (and I still struggle to believe this actually happened) shoved her face up close to mine and said 'Of course I didn't fucking make them myself, what a stupid fucking question to ask you stupid fucking cunt'.

I was

Then she called me a stupid slag.

When friend came back into the room it was as if nothing had happened.

Still in shock, I made my excuses and left.

The next time I met her, in the pub with a group of friends, she was all sweetness and light to me, until several drinks in she started with the stupid fucking cunt routine again.

I now avoid her (and sadly, him) like the plague. Though there's a mutual friend's wedding next year that should be interesting...