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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Budddwyer, I feel your pain.........I had to stay in a caravan as a teen with my then-GF and her folks a couple of times too, and just one dog - a big, old, smelly conniving fucker it was too - thankfully it had already learned that I wasn't keen on getting pally with it in any way and it stayed away from me. Her folks enjoyed thier windy walks and took the mutt along though, so there were one or two opportunities for us to get nekkid here and there.
As a result, and that of other caravanning holidays with my own folks throughout my childhood I really enjoy watching Braniac and have considered writing in a few times to say 'please, let me blow one of those things to peices'
That said, once her dad had got a measure of me as a decent sort (the fool lol), they let us stay there unsupervised on numerous occasions - that made up for any boredom and blue balls I'd previously suffered ;)
EDIT: I can understand Chthonic's mum's point of view though - in t'olden days when mums still did the majority of the cooking I can imagine thier dismay at the prospect of spending thier holiday doing exactly what they do the rest of the year only with crappier equipment - swiz.
(, Fri 3 Aug 2007, 9:25, Reply)
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