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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If the caravans a rockin'What joy it was to get invited to join the girlfriend and her family on their annual Cornwall caravaning holiday. As there are only three bedrooms (one for her, one for her brother and one for her ma and pa) I had to sleep in the living room. Arse!
One night, after everyone had gone to bed, in snuck in the girlfriend for some snuggle time. Despite some heavy pressure from me, she drew the line at a kiss and cuddle and hopped back to her room. Double Arse!
Throwing caution to the wind I decided to milk the balls and relieve some built up tension. Next morning, no-one can look at me and I can tell something is clearly wrong.
I decide to collar the girlfriend and ask her whats going on. "You had a wank last night didn't you!" I protested my innocence. "Everyone could feel the caravan rocking. EVERYONE KNOWS!".
Triple arse! I had to think quick and decided to blame it on a twitch on my foot, which would explain the rocking. I even had to keep up this pretence by twitching my foot every now and again whenever I laid down.
*edit - sheesh - looks like everyone wanks on caravan holidays. Yay me! *
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(, Fri 3 Aug 2007, 13:34, Reply)
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