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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YarmouthWent to Yarmouth with a lot of my extended family. We stayed in Caravans. A few things I remember about the holiday.
One: One night, all the ladies (aunts, nan, mum etc) went to the local entertainment centre, had a few bevvies and tried to make their way back. Cue lots of laughing as my nan managed to fall down a ditch and piss herself laughing..
Two: I encountered (for the first time) one of those tell your fortune machines. You know the ones. You put in your ten pence, the puppet inside the machine moves it's hands over a crystal ball, then you get a little printed slip with a random prediction on it.
Thing is, I didn't know how it worked, and I managed to convince myself that the creepy looking woman (I didn't know it was a puppet) inside the machine was going to break out of her cabinet and get me.
(, Mon 6 Aug 2007, 12:05, Reply)
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