I've never really had any bad holiday experiences.
Maybe when I was younger and I overindulged on alcohol on the last night when I was about 15. I sprayed my hotel room and the corridor with black sick.
Morning after I had to get up and finish packing. It was still along the corridor (and in the lift). My parents were mortified.
Think that was my last family one.

Alt. Ive cut my buddleia's back to roots level. Just finding a way to kill them. Have got some roundup XL for weeds. Nice.
Just need it to stop raining now.
( GeordieJay Bummers are deaf, Tue 25 Mar 2014, 14:19, 1 reply, 10 years ago)

I'm sure most guest houses in Blackpool are well used to that sort of thing

( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Tue 25 Mar 2014, 14:30, Reply)

Urgh. I hate Blackpool.
This was Majorca I think... NOT Magaluf.
( GeordieJay Bummers are deaf, Tue 25 Mar 2014, 14:35, Reply)

I once got prickly heat as a kid in Menorca
That really isnt fun.
( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Tue 25 Mar 2014, 14:36, Reply)

Every fucking year I have to drive up the M6 to that cunting hole at Xmas
just because I married someone whose mum squeezed out another someone that decided to run a B&B in that shithole because 'oh, there's loads of room for all the families to come together out of season'. Why her lot can't be like my lot and just be vaguely aware that they might still live in the same country and keep the fucking family socialising to funerals is beyond me.
( Bill Clay a.k.a. Claudio, Tue 25 Mar 2014, 14:49, Reply)

Last time I was there a smack head got clipped by a car when he was wandering in the road.
He blamed the car and started to then harrass all subsequent cars that drove past.
( GeordieJay Bummers are deaf, Tue 25 Mar 2014, 14:55, Reply)