What did you never own up to ?

Country dancing one evening a week at my school that I went to - only I bunked off one time and spent that evening "getting to know" a new male pupil at the school rather better at his home....ahem...

Well with a mother like mine it wasn't worth the fallout of telling the truth re my natural burgeoning interest in boys. Even when I got to 18 (and the age of majority had become 18 before I got there and I had left school and was in my first job) it wasn't worth the effort basically - because of the trouble she'd have caused (eg she even forbade me going to a male friends bedsit he'd just moved into for tea!!!!! I went anyway - as I knew I was adult age).

So I waited until I got to 20 and emigrated to Denmark (as we can see - I came back here again) to start dating - ie where she was nowhere on the scene obviously. That was quite handy all round - as in England I'd thought "Time to go on the Pill - before it comes to it" so to say and my (family) doctor refused!!!!! (that was the 1970s so some still hadnt caught up). Cue for when I got to Denmark I asked the woman in the Danish family I was with to introduce me to her doctor - he didn't blink a Danish eyelid about it. So when I came back to England shortly afterwards and moved out of my parents home a few weeks later = I was able to go to the nearest doctor and say "I'm on Eugynon whatever-it-was and I need a new prescription please" and he was as objective as the Danish doctor had been and that was that.....

I was given money each Saturday morning to go to ballroom dancing classes with my friend. We went once but didn't like it so for many weeks after we used to go to the amusement arcades instead.

When my friend and I were about 8 we wrote in chalk all over a teacher's garage things such as "Miss X is a twit" and "Miss X is a fool". The teacher in question came round to our homes as she obviously suspected us but my friend and I had both agreed to blame a boy in our class. We stuck to our story and the poor boy was sent to the headmaster and got the cane. I've kept quiet for nearly 70 years and I expect my friend has too.

I stole half a crown out of my mum’s purse to buy a posh friend ( her dad was a GP while mine was only a police sergeant) a birthday present. As I recall I bought three tiny pot dogs, I was 12. I let my older brother take the heat, they never suspected me. My brother (78), to whom I am very close, still doesn’t know 😳.

When I was about 8 I threw a snowball at the dining room window and caused a nasty crack in the glass. I think there had been a stone in the centre of the snowball. I was in my 40s when I owned up to my mother. We did have a laugh.

When I was about seven I stole a baby doll from a school jumble sale. I was the eldest of five children and money was scarce and I REALLY needed that doll. I told my mum that the teacher had bought it for me, unfortunately Mum went to school to thank her. When confronted, I ended up telling them I’d found money on the way to school and bought it with that. No repercussions but the gloss had gone off owning the doll.

I pulled a lump off a newly baked loaf and ate it. Mum went crazy thinking we had a mouse. I couldn't admit it and watched her clean the whole house!

My parents wanted my brother and I to go to Sunday school each Sunday. We didn't want to go, but no-one was listening.
So we dressed up, got on our bikes and cycled the 2 miles to the village, then rode round for a while, and returned home.

We did this each week, and no-one ever knew.

NotAGran55

Mine is going to the grave with me 🤐

Me too, NotAGran55.
Not ashamed but owning up now would just hurt other people.

My secrets are secret 😈
My Dad once told me that way back when he was around 7 something came through the door with the post that he decided to open, it was a free sample of chocolate so he ate it, as did many other kids in the same street it seems as they all had to rush to their outside ‘privy’ that day.Chocolate laxative!
Does that still exist I wonder?

I hate a whole packet of chocolate Hampden Wafers when I came in from school.. I let my mother think my three year old brother had hidden them somewhere. I really must confess to him one of these days,,

Oh,so many things!
I won't be confessing them now.

Several things before I was 18. Only 1 that I deeply regret and always will forever.

When I was 17 I drove my Father’s car on a night out. I reversed into a lamp post and the back of the car was damaged. I never owned up and said someone must of hit the back of the car when it was parked! Forty two have passed, I still haven’t owned up!!

I did the same, because they were orange flavour and I liked the taste. Except I owned up! Mum rang the doctor and he said I'd fine, and I was.

Mt61

keepingquiet

I ate a bottle full of junior aspirin. I blamed my little brother. He had to go to hospital and have his stomach pumped. My life went all downhill after that. He still thinks he ate the aspirins.

What about you? Did you suffer no ill effects?

No. In those days there were no child-proof caps. They tasted really nice and fizzy and were meant to be chomped not swallowed.

I suffered no ill effects except a guilty conscience which I've had for years and no, I wasn't even aware there was such a thing as suicide then. I was about four years old!

I am ironically much healthier than my brother but that's more down to lifestyle than anything else.

I was in the third year at junior school - my female teacher asked me to take a note to the male teacher in the next class. Yes, you've guessed, I dawdled up the corridor - I read the letter - and yes, they were having an affair.

Mine is going to the grave with me 🤐

Hid the chalk box at school and typed a letter blaming another girl. Mum came up the school and teacher asked everyone if they had a typewriter pretending it was for sending letters out. Told them I used to have a typewriter but gave it to my cousin. They never found out it was me!

Many years ago, I accidently shut the church safe door during a live TV broadcast, not realising that the cables for the transmission had been connected to our sound system inside the safe. The live broadcast came to an abrupt halt.
No-one ever knew that I was responsible.

A few things as a teenager.

I used to be sent off to weekly dancing classes. In reality I would get on a train up to London with my pal and wander around Soho looking at all the weird people there in the early 60s. Never paid train fares , no one checked.

I asked my mother if I could go and see some friends with a horse after school when I was about 12. She said no. I went anyway one night, pretending I was somewhere else. I was allowed to sit on the horse - fell off and the horse trampled on my ankle. Which swelled up and was painful. So I had to make some excuse as to why I had a painful swollen ankle. I think I was almost 60 before I told my parents about that haha!

keepingquiet

I ate a bottle full of junior aspirin. I blamed my little brother. He had to go to hospital and have his stomach pumped. My life went all downhill after that. He still thinks he ate the aspirins.

What about you? Did you suffer no ill effects?

When I was 10 going on 11 I owned up to something in school and it caused me endless trouble. The experience taught me to keep quiet and not to become involved. So in the corporate world I was deaf, blind and dumb when it came to office politics.

My neighbour used to come around to whinge about things. Since I got a ring doorbell Ive never opened the door to her or acknowledged that I knew she had called. She once asked me why I was so hard to contact. I told her I dont wear my hearing aid indoors.

This is true because I neither have nor need a hearing aid.