How well do you/did you get on with your parents? (when you lived with them, or in general)

I do.

AAARRRRRR

Hijack isn't really a pirate word you landlubber.

My mother and I cannot live together, hence the reason I ended up in a homeless unit at 19. I get on with her fine now she has absolutley no control over me, if she has even the slightest thing she can use as leverage things break down, it's a constant batle of wills - we still both have chips on our shoulders about they way I left home. Thankfully we are very good at ignoring the problem!

Just read that and it sounds really bad, but honestly my parents are really good to me and we get along just fine, just moved in down the road from them and everything.

I like to think of hijackers as pirates. Please let me.

I get on fine with my parents when my mentalist sister isn't around. She was living with us when I was still at home and we all fought constantly. I lasted six months before moving out.

I actually fight so much with them, I often think it would be cooler for us all if I moved out but god I'm so lazy I don't want to work.

I tend to fight about little things and then it moves into a general conversation about my behaviour and then a raging screaming war about my college/career/interests. It's actually very teenage in that it boils down to them asking why I don't play a sport and me screaming you don't understand me and then storming out of the house to have a cigarette and do disco moves to Stardust in the middle of the road just to relieve the stress. Yeah I wish I had the money to move out, I can't remember ever talking to my parents about the things I'm interested in or the important events in my life.

Do any of you come from those weird familes where you tell (or told when you were my age) your parents about boyfriends/girlfriends/anything else?

Not that there are any important events in my life, did you hear the new Foremost Poets single, or what do you think of cheating mum?

My sister tells my mum everything, it freaks the f*ck outta me, she even told her when she was thinking of sleeping with her boyf for the first time and they talked about contraception and stuff. Ew! There are some things you just don't tell your mum!!!

My sister tells my mum everything, except more like everything I tell her. Like I wait for the day my mum says something like "so I hear you're hiding out after robbing a bank?" and I say "what, who said that", "oh I just heard it", and yet I tell my sister things time and time again.

get on very well. did when i lived there and do so now. although my dad can be astonishingly irritating (the level of fuss about nothing is ridiculuous!)

Do any of you come from those weird familes where you tell (or told when you were my age) your parents about boyfriends/girlfriends/anything else?

hell no, i've never been able to tell my parents about this kind of thing!

I get on fine with my parents and always have, except for one time when we had an argument about Bugsy Malone.

N, please elaborate...

I can't - it's too painful a memory.

i fought with my parents all the time when i was a teenager and things only got worse when i started college (other countries _so_ have the right idea that you go away from home when you go to college). they are very catholic, i'm not, and i was far from practising any catholic virtues in university. the rows were very like those you describe ronan.

now i get on very well with them and feel bad for treating them so crapply back then. i can see the pressures of raising children and think they did a great job of it. i think they're good, fun, smart, kind, loving people and i'm proud that they are my parents. this view might change if i went back to living with them again though :)

the only major rift in my family was between my father and me and concerned buffalo bill cody.

I get on well with them.

Hey Ronan, my sister tells Mum and Dad all my secrets too. Christmas dinner is her favourite time to let it all out, as the Grandparents are usually the most horrified by her revelations (last year it was "did you know that when Lucy goes to Glasgow, Ally also stays in the B&B with her?" kind of stuff - horrors!) Always said with a butter-wouldn't-melt smile on her face, natch.

Since a particularly traumatic week in France, during which she screamed at me and punched me in the street, said she hated me, I'm hideous, she wished the boyf and I had died in a plane crash on the way to London blah blah, I've found that just not talking to her for three months has made life much easier. Can't wait for Grandad's ninetieth birthday lunch in two weeks' time though...

It's a nightmare! She now lives in Glasgow and still manages to do it, every single time I say to myself "You idiot, why did you tell her that" and yet every time I talk to her. I like my sister but being the only girl she tells EVERYTHING to my mother. The problem also is that she taints stuff with her own perspective too, so I say "I'm bored at college" she says "mum I think Ronan has no desire to work at college and I know I regretted not working in college alot" and then the chinese whisper cycle completes itself when my mum goes "Ronan I hear you are on crack and you hate college, purple monkey dishwasher".

My mum and I fought in a style I like to call Cry Or Die when I was between 14 and 18. We always fight after I've been visiting for a few days, along the lines of 'you're (insert present age here), so cut that out'.

Once I went away to university, things got easier. We have these conversations where swearing happens, but she also swears in conversation so when my friends listen to my end of the phone and hear me talking to my mum and saying 'X is a fuckwit' they're quite shocked. It is a divorced parent thing, your conversations with your custodial DP are always more down-to-earth anyway.

My dad is another matter. He's irresponsible and passive-aggressive and I cannot deal with him, so don't.

I've only really felt disparate with my parents once, and that was only with my dad (who I have a lot less hostility for in general). It's a long story, but basically when I was in an extremely emotionally shaken situation, he said something that reduced the weight value of my emotions (and those of my girlfriend) to a very small amount. Fucking idiot.

Other than that, I love my parents. They're great. Sure, when I was 14 and stuff I'd be all like "yo, bitch, get off my back you jive ass turkey," but that's because I was 14 and smoking drugs, which I guess is a pretty normal thing for parents to get all gnarly about.

(retro words like 'gnarly' used specifically to fit the time-period)

OK. After going away to university, I really noticed how over attentive and overprotective and even patronising they were towards me, and got a bit pissed off a few times. We're fine now, if we're not living in the same house.

I get on very well with my mum and I do tell her a lot of stuff now I'm a grown up and all. But I don't get on at all well with my dad these days. I don't think he knows this yet.

I get on pretty well with them. I argue with my dad alot, but it's not serious arguing and it's always forgotten about, and plus my dad loves arguing and will disagree when he is agreeing.

i get on ridiculously well with both my parents. when i was at school they were pretty strict (in silly ways - eg i wasn't allowed to choose my own hairstyle until i was 17!!) but as soon as i went to university they were completely fine - they're attitude is that once my sister + i left home we were adults + it's our own lives. so yeah, we can and do talk about everything, including drugs, which no-one else i know can do with their parents. there's also never been a problem with having boyfriends/girlfriends sleeping in our rooms etc.

i think i'm quite lucky to get on with them so well...

I adore my parents. And I don't mind their strictness, it gets me out of doing things I don't want to do without having to tell people I don't want to. (Of course, that does make me look like an obedient little prick, but that's another matter.)

My mum bores me to death. I get irrationally angry when she phones me (though I hide it from her), just for the way I'm obliged to speak to someone I'm not much interested in. Mind you, it's all right when we meet in person, which is once a year. It's just that for the rest of the year I get these phone calls every two weeks on the dot, and they're always exactly the same.

My dad's a pain in the arse as well. I've totally avoided him for 7 years.

My dad died over twenty years back, and we had a kind of low-level okay relationship, mostly. I don't like my mother and get on very badly indeed with her, and have as little to do with her as I can.

Short answer: no.

We get along better now we live on different continents, which is saying a lot.

I get on fine with my parents. They're both great. My Dad just emailed me about a Freaky Trigger article which was a bit of a shocker!

Neat! Which one? (I'm half guessing it was the roller skating one...)

Well I haven't lived with my mom since I was about fourteen, and I moved out of my dad's house at twenty. Relationship with her was very distant for most of those years - relationship with him was one of constant battles. Now I get along very well with my mom, though I still don't see her often enough, and do great with my dad too - just so long as discussion doesn't turn socio-political as we're vastly different.

soon on ilx = toms dad

my dad paid for me to move out when i was 17, but i had to repay him ( with interest mind you ).
we still dont get along, i found out recently that i couldnt even live in the same town as my dad and handle it. so i moved again, it was a silly idea anyway.
mum is ok, but she gets herself into all sorts of bother by trying to keep the peace between us ie: she hides things from both sides and always gets caught out.
i liked it all much more when i lived in another country.

i hope my son likes me when he grows up!