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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)
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I went to Rome..........!!!!!!!
Not really anything to do with holidays with the Parents but its fairly eventful.


A few years ago we were invited by My stepson and his then Girlfriend to Rome in January to celebrate my wife/his mum's BIG birthday !!!!!!!!

When we eventually got to Rome and found the hotel, After a slightly embarassing introduction to the Hotel, (The Porter was going potty about the fact that our suitcase had started Buzzing); No, it was only an Electric Toohbrush that had somehow managed to turn itself on !!!).

We decided to go out for a meal.

Very Nice too.

Forward in time about 4 hours and I wake up in the middle of the Night feeling Like death warmed up, Started to throw up at which point Mrs Pir881 wakes up to tell me to get back into bed and stop Feckin around.......I promptly threw up every where and spent the rest of the night on the Bog, Head down the sink at the same time as the world was falling out of my Bum ....ugh not a good thought even now.

I eventually get back into bed at dawn to be told that the FAMILY are going out to see the sights of Rome, A place I have alwys wanted to see.

"Fine" says I "enjoy yourselves"

I spent the next two days flat on my back, On my own, While the others saw the sights I saw the Inside of a Rome Hotel room with very dodgy Moving Wallpaper and all kinds of Interesting stains.

Come the Sunday morning the Family decide that they want to go to the Vatican to see the Pope, Why I have No idea.

Anyway I am feeling better so I decide to go with Them, Big Mistake.

Ever been on the Rome Underground on a Sunday morning when half of Italy appears to be heading to The Vatican, Oh as well as half of the Eastern European Olympic pickpocketing Squad.

I lasted 2 stops, Started to feel grotty again and got off the train on my own only too realise that I hadn't got a feckin clue where I was !!!!!

It took me hours to get back to the hotel and to continue with the Pooing and Throwing Up !!!!

We were due to fly back to Heathrow the next day, But after three days with no food Mrs Pir881 decided that she would bring me up some food from the Continental Breakfast Buffet, The aforesaid Porter had other Ideas;

"it is not posible to take food to Bedrooms"

But he had never met MrsPir881 before, terrifying she is!!!!

I ended up with a veritable feast served in our Room!!!!

I made the Plane and actually avoided throwing up again.....Result !!!!

So the majority of my time in The Eternal City was spent chucking up, Walking around The Central Station feeling like shite while trying to find My bed !!!!

It turns out I had managed to catch Winter Vomiting Bug and very Unpleasant it was too

Sorry for the Length of this but I feel much better about My Non Visit to Rome after this post.
(, Sun 5 Aug 2007, 20:03, Reply)

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