Family HolidaysBack in the 80s when my Dad got made redundant (hello Dad!), he spent all the redundancy money on one of those big motor caravans.
Us kids loved it, apart from when my sister threw up on my sleeping bag, but looking back I'm not so sure my mum did. There was a certain tension every time the big van was even mentioned, let alone driven around France for weeks on end with her still having to cook and do all the washing.
What went wrong, what went right, and how did you survive the shame of having your family with you as a teenager?
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chthonic, Thu 2 Aug 2007, 14:33)
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Nelson and PedroNot with my family, but a friend's. Apparently I was a bad influence on her and so we couldn't go away just us, we had to go with them.
Hideous. Hateful holiday. When I say that the worst part WASN'T having a knife held to my throat by wannabe rapist Pedro while listening to his mate Nelson shag my friend, I'm telling the truth. I'd have given a kidney to have been in a nice dull caravan in Bognor.
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ancrenne doesn't eat anything that can play video games, Tue 7 Aug 2007, 15:04,
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