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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MaltaForgotten this one too
This was wayyyyyy before the chicken pox incident....
I'm a mosquito magnet - put me in a room full of people and mossies, I'm the ONLY guy that'll get eaten alive. It's great. Not.
I got bitten horribly when we were in Malta, I was about 6 at the time so the "stop scratching" theory does NOT apply.
I got bitten on my eyelid in the night - how the hell??? Well, I got bitten all over, but that was the worst one - my arm got done too.
It being the night. I being 6. I scratched in my sleep. A lot.
When my Mum saw me I think she suppressed a scream, my Dad was sympathetic (as much as a Dad who'll toss you in the sea can be) and my sister laughed and prodded me a lot.
My arm looked like it had a second elbow just above my wrist the lump was that big.
My eye, on the other hand, had swollen in to comic proportions and I couldn't open it - I looked like I'd gone 10 rounds with Tyson. Nice.
It stayed like that for 3 days with lots of helpful "Don't scratch it JTW" type suggestions - to a 6 year old FFS?!?!?!
I'm still a mosquito magnet. It's great. Not.
(, Fri 3 Aug 2007, 11:46, Reply)
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