This post is not actually about chocolate, or even the return of the best chocolate bar ever (now comes with Caramel – ohhhhhhhh). It’s actually about the little known parental skill called ‘The Death Wispa’ – or more importantly, how the lack of this little known skill can land you deep in the non-edible chocolate coloured stuff (that being shit to you and me).
Mother trailed by policeman and warned by council for telling off son at checkout
A mother who reprimanded her children at a supermarket was secretly followed by an off-duty policeman and interrogated by fellow officers who reported her to social services.
The 34-year-old, who has had no previous problems with the police, was horrified when she was visited at home by two uniformed officers six weeks after the incident.
They said she had been seen by the off-duty officer who had trailed the family to their house – a 15-minute walk away – to get their address.
Now first off, I will confess to shopping in a local supermarket. Secondly, I will confess to sometimes having to take my Squids with me. Thirdly, I will confess to reprimanding them, once in a while, by threatening to shove them face first into the nearest freezer and holding the door shut whilst they try (in vain) to escape. Fourthly, I will confess that I have never, ever been caught doing this, least of all by an off duty police officer that had nothing better to do than follow me home from the local supermarket because he was an inteferring fucktard concerned for my children’s safety*.
During the visit, the officers asked the mother what forms of discipline she imposed on her 11-year-old son and four-year-old daughter.
When she admitted she occasionally gave them a smack ‘as a last resort’, they advised her to stick to the alternative methods she already used, such as withdrawing treats and banning television.
She later received a letter from the local council informing her that the ‘chastisement’ of her children in public had been put ‘on record’.
Yep, that sounds about right, because threatening to withdraw treats and banning television will work a treat, in the middle of a supermarket, when the whole world is watching your children run riot, and the punishment is directed at people that have the memory span of a goldfish.
Sigh.
We will skip to the important bits of this story now.
During the conversation, the police warned her that, in some cases, they had the right to go into schools and talk to children directly, which she said was ‘intimidating’.
LARF. Er, no they can’t. No child under the age of 16 can be interviewed or questioned by the Police without a responsible adult present. That adult could be a Solicitor, Parent, Teacher or Guardian etc but if the child has a Legal Guardian (aka Parent etc) that Guardian has to be informed before interview/questioning starts (I could be wrong here).
Anyhoo, the crux of this post is thus – there will always be some Jobsworth Arsewipe at the checkout, just dying to cream his/her Jobsworth Pants at the site of a ‘crime against the chiiiiiildren’ being committed before his/her very blinkered eyes. To avoid this kind of useless kerfuffle all parents should understand that when punishing your offspring in public it must be done in such a way as to not offend those cockjockeys that think parental discipline is wrong, just wrong.
* How did I get away with this child abuse, simple. You use the ‘Death Wispa’. The minute, in fact, the very second your Squid/s starts kicking off you grab them by the collar, bend down and Wispa in their ear that if they don’t pack it in you are going to kill them. You don’t do it at the Check out, you do it when it is needed.



