I've known so many people in real life who have tried to control my choice of friends, particularly my father. He allowed no David Bowie or other comtemporary music in the house. He gave me such a tiny amount of pocket money that I was unable to buy anything with it except save it up for my parents presents. If I didnt save every penny of it he was furious. No books were allowed in the house except for classical books.

Perhaps my med "issues" are causing memories to emerge more than usual.