Things that you used to do as a child repetitively and now think "WTF?!"

[ConfusedPixie]

The hot chocolate thread got me thinking about this. For some reason, I used to tip a full glass of water onto the carpet, the same patch of carpet, every single day. No clue why. I was asked to stop, but I just did it anyway

I ate chalk too, like the chalk kids draw with. Both of these things happened until high school age?!

Anything utterly random and repetitive you may have done?

Suck on a damp flannel each and every time I went to the bathroom. Tasted amazing. Still get the urge whenever I see one.

Sat behind the sofa when I was about four or five making little harumph noises like I was very slightly clearing my throat. Couldn't stop, it always felt like I needed to do another thousand before I could stop.
I remember my mum telling me to stop it.

I used to lick photographs. They used to taste funny. They don't any more though, ive tried it recently.

Was looking through some childhood photos last weekend and still felt the need to lick one!

Picking all of the fluffy bits out of the candlewick bed spread. I knew it was wrong, I knew I'd get bollocked, but the temptation was too great and I picked that bugger bald.

LeavetheBastid I used to do that too!

My parents had wallpaper in the loo that was a load of small pale vaguely geometric shapes on a pale blue background (it was the 70s). One of the shapes looked a bit like the Playschool house and every time I went to the loo I had to trace my finger round and round it until I'd, ahem, 'finished'.

The carpet was in my bedroom I should add, so it took a long while for my Mum to clock on to what I was doing and it not being accideental like I made it out to be!

" They don't any more though, ive tried it recently."

Shatners I used to love doing that with the bedspread

what is a candlewick bedspread? I've looked it up and it just looks terry clothish in texture (which would be a nice and soft bedspread by the looks of things!)

My sister used to eat fabric, bed sheets, clothes, towels.... The insulation on the boiler, her pocket money... drove my parents barking mad. She has terrible problems using the loo now yet doesn't see to think it is at all linked to her cotton chomping past. I think her gut must look like a patchwork blanket.

I used to suck my hair. The thought repels me now.

I think they were called candlewicks, but that could have been my mum's weird naming habits in action. They were quite a thin blanket with short 'wicks' of soft tufty stuff punched through to create a pattern and texture.

Yep. They were candlewick bedspreads. The tufts looked like the wicks off candles supposedly.

They were all the rage at Brentford Nylons.

leave I used to eat the yellow pages too, you just reminded me of that

I like the sound of a candlewick, I want one now

I used to pick at raw beef mince abd frozen alphabites whenever they were available. The former, especially, seems like a risky game in hindsight add I was a child of the eighties and my chances of getting mad cow infected beef must have been high

I used to go to the fridge and get small lumps of butter to eat (on their own). The idea makes me feel sick now.

I used to run a basin full of really cold water (cold like it came from the icy bowels of an iceberg) and put my face in it. Hold my breath for as long as I could. Emerge and dry with towel, then repeat three or four times. Weird.

I do still love cold water, particularly swimming in it. I'd like to think it was good for my skin but I'm not sure!

I used to eat raw sausages and bite pieces out of the bathroom sponge.

Ew.

I used to tear little bits off book pages and eat them as I was reading. Wtf?

My friend and I used to hunt dog poos and study them closely.

The bigger and sloppier the better.

I am absolutely appalled by this now.

I used to lick coal, eat paper and raw pasta.

OverandAbove you've just reminded me I used to do something similar. I'd fill the basin with water, put my face into it and blow/breathe out so that it sounded as though as I was saying "EdwardWoodwardEdwardWoodward" over and over again.

I was a book eater!

I used to tear a little corner of the page of a book and chew it. Well more than one page normally. I did it to library books the most as they tasted better...

I also used to pull clumps of hair out and roll it into little balls which I would store under my pillow. And used to sleep with my head inside the pillow case and at the bottom of the bed

I ate the fruity bits in pot pourri.