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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One year my dad and I decided to go to franceJust the two of us as my sister and mum lived elsewhere.
We drove from belfast to dublin, got the ferry over to liverpool, drove down to dover and got the ferry to calais. This all took a couple of days.
We disembarked in calais and went to get some dinner and argued about something, I can't remember what but it was the thousandth argument we'd had on the trip.
so we drove straight back home
length, four days there and back
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VampireMonkeyOnSpeed a super sexy sexual sex terrorist sex, Mon 6 Aug 2007, 16:58,
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