GROWING up as a child of two working parents was very different back in my day.
For starters you didn't need to be 14 years old to be home alone.
Looking back, the "hiding places" for the house key were almost laughingly obvious. Under a mat, pot plant or rock. It was a tell-tale sign of our naivety and innocence. Our view of society was far less jaded then. The thought of our kids being pursued and abducted by deviants was literally a foreign concept, it happened in other countries, not here in our little slice of paradise.
Then the unthinkable happened and everything changed. The daily ritual of walking to and from school was replaced, for many, with adult supervised drop-offs and pick-ups. Schools started keeping records of who was and wasn't allowed access to our kids and for others, the basic childhood norm of playing outside was no longer an option.
Right or wrong, many believed that keeping their kids confined to the home was the best way to keep them safe, but we needed to provide them with alternative methods of entertainment and thanks to technology, computers and gaming consoles quickly became the virtual babysitters that allowed parents to get on with their increasingly busy lives.