I mean on weekends or during the summer I was told to get out of the house, be with friends, have fun and told to be home either for dinner or by the time the street lights came on and if I wasn’t going to be home in time then to find a phone and call my parents and let them know. Hell I could be like miles/Kilometers from home at any given moment. I could be in a friends house and their parents offered me dinner.

Sounds like what most kids were doing from 300BC up to 1990AD

When I was in primary school in the early 90s we used to get offered a lift by the local milkman who often used to be on the way past when we were walking home.

There'd be at least 4 of us. We'd throw our school bags in to the gap between his insulated box on the tray (full of milk) and the head board of the cab, then jump up and hold on the headboard so our legs would hold the bags in place. Off we'd go down the main road - heads sticking over the cab, wind in our hair - hitting 60kph with nothing between us and falling out but the fact we were holding on to the headboard.

I see front page news blasting parents for their kid sticking their head out a sunroof in a carpark and I'm like... man, our folks would have been arrested back in the day.

I hate today, I hate yesterday, I hate tomorrow.