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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I remember going to a caravan park for a "holiday" with my family.
My brother, king of the poos, decided it would be a good idea to drop the Cosby kids off at the pool as soon as we arrived.
Unfortunately for my mum, my brother had dropped a log so big that the small caravan bowl couldn't flush it away, so Mother had to go in there with a knife and chop the bugger up into smaller pieces.
My brother was later taught how to chop them off into smaller pieces.
(, Fri 3 Aug 2007, 16:28, Reply)
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