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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GhostGhirl13As a young teen I was taken round various National Trust properties by my parents who had splashed out on membership and were determined to make the most of it.
Although at that age I had no concept of "Goth" I would stand in the windows of whichever castle or stately home I'd been dragged to, let loose my long tresses and look longing out into the grounds beyond. I hoped that someone would look up from below and think that they'd seen the ghost of a lady lost in tragic (yet somehow romantic) circumstances.
I now realise that if anyone had been fanciful enough to have thought I was a ghost, it'd be that of a lank-haired scullery maid who'd fallen into the dishwater due to her own clumsiness.
Click to welcome me "Back2B3ta"
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