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?

[PsammeadPaintedTheLion]

I've got a really gross one. I am ashamed to tell you.

[SabrinaMulhollandJjones]

I also used to tear corners off newspapers and eat it.

I used to switch my brother's bedroom light on and off over and over whenever I walked past. Somehow I thought he would get into trouble if his lightbulb blew Unfathomably, I then told mum all about my evil plan. Bonkers.

[Smoorikins]

I ate bits of books too...

I also wound rubber bands around my fingers till they were red and bulbous.

[HoneyDragon]

Sit behind the sofa and hide whenever Michael Burke read the lunch time news.

[mmmneedsmustard]

I used to pick the paint off the walls and skirting (spelling?) boards.


I used to wash the tiles with my bubble bath when I was in the bath and used to drink the bath water through flannel or sponge.

[PsammeadPaintedTheLion]

This thread makes me feel so nice and normal. I am glad not to be the only book eater.

[HoneyDragon]

C'mon Psammy, you know you want too.....

[TurnOffTheTv]

Children are mental. Fact.

I watch mine doing strange things and think WTF? Then rembember that I used to,

-lick the tips of my fingers every time I went to my nans house so I could dip them straight in the sugar bowl that was located on the bench next to the back door

• tip out a bag of crisps, find the biggest one, and put it aside. Chew as many crisps as I could until they made a soggy paste in my mouth. Spit crisp paste onto big crisp and spread it out like some kind of fois gras. Yum.

-put my folding desk chair on top of my bed, sit on it really carefully, bit tricky with a soft mattress, then wrap my duvet around me and the chair and watch tv.

Fucking bonkers.

[HoneyDragon]

Does it involve bodily secretions Psammy?

[PsammeadPaintedTheLion]

I used to wash the tiles too!! I had one special one I used to keep extra clean. I silently fumed that my mum never noticed.

[happybubblebrain]

I used to eat my hair and count every footstep. I also used to pull out a strand of my hair, put a spit bobble on it and watch it run up and down on the hair for hours. Now I have different weirdness.

[LesserSpottedNeckSnake]

I used to eat the paper bag that my penny mix up came in after I'd eaten the sweets.

Instead of brushing my teeth, I scrubbed the grout around the sink.

But the weirdest thing I ever did involved a photograph which was tucked into the top of the mirror on my dressing table. When my light was turned out, the reflection in the mirror of my curtains made it look like there was a knight stood in the corner of the room wearing a photograph shaped helmet. He would get me if I closed my eyes. So, every night, I would get out of bed and walk backwards over to the dressing table and reach behind me (this involved contorting myself almost bent double) to remove the picture. I would put it face down on the rug. The photo was of my Granddad, who died before I was born. The first few times, my Mum assumed it had fallen off. Then, she asked me about it. I denied all knowledge. The poor woman began to think her Dad was haunting me and flinging his photo across my bedroom every night. It went on for a few weeks before my Dad decided to watch me from the landing and caught me in the act. I have no idea why I didn't just admit it scared me.

[ILikeBirds]

Used to eat opal fruits and chewitt type sweets without taking the wrappers off

[PsammeadPaintedTheLion]

Sort of, yeah, Honey.

I am not sure I am ready for this.

Oh god.

I used to eat about 3/4 of a pack of wotsits, but just chew them and not swallow. I would chew them into a paste.

I would then... Oh my god. Would then spit them into a small bowl and use them as a cheesy dip for the rest of the wotsits in the packet.



Horrified at my child-self.

[Queenofknickers]

TurnofftheTV - I did that crisp thing too!!!!! Mainly with those I salted ones with the blue packet - loved the mushy and cold regurgitated crisps spread on a massive crisp. God how weird

[MollyBerry]

I used to eat raw spaghetti and in fact preferred it to cooked spaghetti.

I like to think I was at the cutting edge of al dente

[PsammeadPaintedTheLion]

Haha! Fucking, yes! I am not the only crisp-paste freak.

What the fuck were they putting into our free milk? We were all mental.

[SabrinaMulhollandJjones]

Ewww at the crisp-dip thing

[ILovePonyo]

Loving this thread, WHY are kids so weird?!

Feel a bit sick after reading about the crisp and wotsit chewing and spitting out and using as a DIP

I was gross though. I used to pick my nose then wipe it onto my head board then run my hand along it to wipe off the hardened ones

I also used to make myself butter cream by mixing random quantities of marg (not butter) and icing sugar together then scoffing the lot

[TurnOffTheTv]

Crisp paste freaks of the worl unite! Are you talking about salt 'n' shake? I bought some for the children last week and it took me all my willpower not to do it.
It's beyond freaky that three of us did it!l

[maddywest]

Ha ha I did the crisp paste thing too! Obviously NOT WEIRD AT ALL as there's so many of us!

[PsammeadPaintedTheLion]

I used to play with my dad's snooker balls. For hours. It was epic.

The pink was the princess. Blue was the prince. Her lover, not her brother.

The reds were the city guards.

Black and brown were the evil one and his wizard.

Yellow and green were the king and the good magician.

The evil one and his wizard would kidnap the princess from under the nose of the guards and the king, prince and magician would try to rescue her.

[RoonilWazlibWuvsHermyown]

I used to run around the house on all fours like a horse. I was about nine or ten and did this for weeks even though my mum would tell me to stop it. I loved being a horse.

[MooncupGoddess]

Mmm, the flannel smell.

I used to keep used plasters in a special tin. And stick the sticky labels from new packets of socks and the like on my bedroom wall.

[fanjoforthemammaries7850]

I used to get out of bed and sleep on the floor.

And my friend and I once decided to collect old bottles we found in local area..alcohol ones. Strangely, my mum wasn't too impressed with that one