One of my earliest memories was back in France I must have been about 7/8 years old. It was dinner time and I was given three items which I didn't like and still don't).
My father put a small egg timer beside me and said 'you have an hour to eat everything not just one mouthful or you will get punished.
I ate one mouthful and realised the hour was up. He dragged me to the garage and took my favourite VHS and got a hammer and hammered the tape into bits.
I was traumatised and shook like a leaf until he gave me all the broken pieces and left me.
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