Naughty things we did in childhood

I was at some sort of party at a local community centre with my sister and locked her in the toilet (she's didn't know it was me) and went back to the party. Some time later someone heard her sobbing in the toilet, as someone had turned the light off and she was stuck in there in the dark.
It was just what I thought would be a quick joke, didn't realise how upset she would get, and I've never confessed. Hopefully she's long forgotten it, maybe I should ask her!

I was 14 and told my parents I was going to my friends house instead I went to my then BF’s house ( they never knew I had one) and went to the seaside with him and his parents. I never got found out but it gives me chills when I think about it now, anything could have happened ?!

It is interesting that most of these memories are about petty theft. I think that we still remember them and feel some guilt shows what honest people we have grown up to be.

Myself and my cousin stole a chocolate bar from a local newsagent, our Aunt saw us and when she got home phoned the police. I was absolutely terrified when a policeman knocked the door a few hours later and I was given a telling off, not only by police but also by my parents. Then sent to bed with no tea. You would have thought I had learned my lesson but my gang regularly stole rhubarb, apples and berries from peoples garden!!
One really naughty thing I did as a child was after a fight with my brother I got a kettle of water and poured it over a project of China my brother had just finished for school. It was one of the few times I had a smack on the bottom from my Dad.

One other thing I just remembered. When I was maybe about 10, I told a younger girl in our street that I was a werewolf. Told her that I changed at the full moon and went out eating people. I must have been convincing because the little girl's dad came to our house and told my mum that I'd scared his daughter and she'd gone home crying and was afraid to go to bed. I felt awful.

Guilty as Sin. Attended Sunday school way back in the 50s. If parents couldn't attend Church I was given their Church envelopes containing their would be collection to pop in the collection plate. Some never made it as I spent the money over several weeks on sweets. If

I was expected to take my 2 younger brothers to Sunday school on a Sunday afternoon. It was very boring! I tried to persuade them to go to the cafe and get an ice-cream with our 3d collection money, and not tell our parents. One brother was up for it, but the youngest was worried that we would be caught and get a smacked botty (remember them?), so we just sat by the river until it was time to go home.

Hellsbelles

We didn't have a phone at our house but my friends father worked for himself and had one for work.
My friend and I would make phone calls to random people in the phone book.
Also knock down ginger ( knocked on neighbours doors and ran away )
At senior school , our P.E always seemed to be cross country running , we'd run into the woods at the start , find a log to sit on , then run back once others past on their way back acting all puffed out !

Oh gosh, I'd forgotten about this! My friend and I used to do this too - get the phone book and make silly random calls to people too.

Going with my friend into the local corner shop after school and buying some sweets, then stealing Cadburys Creme Eggs from a box on the counter while the shopkeeper's back was turned. We did it quite a few times. She was a nice lady and I feel bad about it now.

We didn't have a phone at our house but my friends father worked for himself and had one for work.
My friend and I would make phone calls to random people in the phone book.
Also knock down ginger ( knocked on neighbours doors and ran away )
At senior school , our P.E always seemed to be cross country running , we'd run into the woods at the start , find a log to sit on , then run back once others past on their way back acting all puffed out !

When I was about 12 my friend and I raided her kitchen and found a tin of condensed milk. We went into her back garden and sat there with it and drank it all. An hour or two later we both felt very sick and had terrible diarrhea which lasted hours. I have never ever bought a tin of condensed milk since.

Oh Jax, did you not note the wink

We were supposed to be delivering leaflets through all the local villages letter boxes ( I can't remember what they were for ) we delivered many of them but still had loads left. We were fed up and tired and decided to throw the remaining leaflets in a deep ditch at the side of the road thinking no one would ever see them there. A day or so later I was going by on the upper deck of bus and looked down and could see the hundreds of leaflets we hadn't delivered and so could everyone else on the bus!!

Laura Norder, so you have never told a lie? Has nobody with delicate sensibilities ever asked you, for example, “ Does this dress suit me? “ when it plainly does not and to save her feelings you’ve answered in the affirmative? That could be classed as a lie, surely.

I was about 9ish when I attended ballet and tap lessons on a Saturday afternoon. With two friends we used our dance class money on bus fare and entry to Barrowland ballroom in Glasgow. We back combed our hair like Helen Shapiro, put on some lipstick and danced away to the Locomotion by Little Eva.
Our misdeeds were discovered when my mother found a strip of snaps taken in one of those new fangled photo booths with us grinning like Cheshire cats at our deception!!

My misdemeanour is far worse than any of the above. When I was about eight, my friend MARY and I went into a block of flats in our neighbourhood and found that the access door to the lift machinery was unlocked. We climbed in and rode up and down on the top of the lift in the lift shaft and were never found out!

Juvenile delinquent. Notoriety at last!

Hello Georgina Washington ?

I have never pilfered nor stolen anything. I have never told a lie.

Yes I thought that - bunch of juvenile delinquents who basically got lucky by not being caught ?

It’s interesting to see how many of these memories relate to petty pilfering of sweets and suchlike, and how the guilt is still there after decades.

As a young teenager, myself and three friends sneaked out of school one Friday afternoon with various excuses and met at the local bus stop to catch a bus from just outside Plymouth to Exeter where the Rolling Stones were playing in a concert. I can’t remember all of the others playing that evening apart from the Yardbirds and Ike and Tina Turner. It was wonderful, I remember waving my school shirt in the air! We raced through the streets of Exeter afterwards and caught the last train back to Plymouth and a bus out to the village where one of us lived to sleep.
Our parents thought we were at a dance at a local village hall. It took some planning, getting the tickets, timing the bus/train etc, but it was worth it.
I confessed many years later and my parents thought it was hilarious. I bet they wouldn’t have done if they’d found out at the time!

Thank you all for your replies, it was nice and sometimes funny remembering the good old days when we were young.

Welbeck. It was naughty no doubt because they should have been at school where their parents thought they were.

shows initiative. and no harm done.

i can't see using dinner money to buy food was naughty.