You're telling me you didn't make mistakes at 15? Thank God there weren't digital cameras or digital footprints 20 years ago. You couldn't pay me to be 15. Or any -teen. My own daughter turns 12 tomorrow. The last island before she hits the wild seas of the teenage years.
I think the way we invade the private lives of others including our children have reached a point where we all need to step back for a moment and re-assess how we live as humans. On the one hand a comment about our children can be innocent enough as part of our daily social lives and conversations.
When I was younger, people who were home educated - not that I knew any - were in the same bucket as those odd balls without a telly. Of course now my family barely watches any broadcast TV and we're far from alone. Similarly, I'm fully converted to the concept that home education is not the preserve of weirdos and the extremely religious.
I've come across so many people in their thirties and forties who are still defined - or at least affected - by their childhood and family experiences. But I'm always mind-blown when I overhear my children slating me or my decisions. My mum and dad did everything deliberately, right?
There is a perceived culture of fear when it comes to parents letting their precious offspring bounce around the Wild West of the internet and our Tomorrow's World of technology. But we've found that the reality is very different.