Lots of hits and lots of memories, in no particular order
Totally there with you. Strangely, it was similar with my parents, probably the whole 70s through. Think my brother was totally oblivious but I was aware of every row and fight. Now they would deny it all, but I find it hard to forget. They were definitely saved by moving to Oman and leaving us behind!
Never leaves you really, does it.
Ouch. Amazing how acutely you can still remember the fear you felt. Or maybe not so amazing at all.