I suppose the weirdest thing I remember my mum doing rather than saying when I was small, if we went to the ladies loo, she'd painstakingly arrange pieces of toilet paper around the seat before I sat down, germs! maybe not so weird, but I remember it was a bit of a palaver. I don't think she told me anything too woo woo, apart from the teachings of the Catholic church, which I got both at home and at school some of which was definitely weird. Never forgot one nun on instructing us in how to take Holy Communion, "Don't let the host touch your teeth because you will be biting of Jesus' legs" I realised late, clearly batsshit nonsense, but at 7 I half believed her. My father on the contrary, bluntly told us from a very early age, "there's no such person as Father Christmas the presents you get come from us and the rest of the family" logical! but a spoil sport 