Family Holidays
Back 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?
( , Thu 2 Aug 2007, 14:33)
Back 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?
( , Thu 2 Aug 2007, 14:33)
« Go Back
Signify has reminded me....
sailing holiday round the Greek islands
we were in a taverna of an evening and my dad was ordering some food. we all wanted chips so he said "chips for everyone"
the result was a large platter being delivered, oval in shape and probably a foot and a half long, piled high with chips
naturally, my brothers and I were in heaven.
can't remember dad's reaction!
this holiday also has some other great memories for me (among my first strong ones...I must have been 4 years old or something)
seeing my oldest brother swung between two burly sailers and hurled into the harbour
my other brother got a monster black sea urchin spine stuck under his big toenail
happy times
( , Thu 2 Aug 2007, 16:11, Reply)
sailing holiday round the Greek islands
we were in a taverna of an evening and my dad was ordering some food. we all wanted chips so he said "chips for everyone"
the result was a large platter being delivered, oval in shape and probably a foot and a half long, piled high with chips
naturally, my brothers and I were in heaven.
can't remember dad's reaction!
this holiday also has some other great memories for me (among my first strong ones...I must have been 4 years old or something)
seeing my oldest brother swung between two burly sailers and hurled into the harbour
my other brother got a monster black sea urchin spine stuck under his big toenail
happy times
( , Thu 2 Aug 2007, 16:11, Reply)
« Go Back