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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Oh GodI'd repressed most of these memories. Only way to keep what's left of my sanity. But this QOTW has brought some of them back.
Cayton Bay, Wallis Caravan Park. A kind of poor mans Butlins. circa sometime in the 70's. I was about 10 or 11.
Some fool, probably my sister, entered me for the kids talent competition. My talent? Farmyard Impressions.....
(God I'm cringing here remembering this....)
So I gets up and stage and host says:
"So here's young Legless with his Farmyard Impressions"
To a smattering of bored applause I filled my little lungs and bellowed:
"SHUT THAT FUCKING GATE!! GET OFF THAT BASTARD TRACTOR...."
And that was as far as I got before I was physically jumped on and dragged off stage.
Cheers
Legless
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Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Thu 2 Aug 2007, 16:02,
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