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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God, this QOTWis SOOOO BO-RING.
I just want to go home, there's nothing to do here. Cuh.
I wish I was at home, with my friends, playing Road Rash on my Amiga.
It's not fair, I didn't want to come here anyway, and Nana smells funny.
I want an ice cream.
If you had this same conversation with your parents every year (or wish you'd had the guts to) between the ages of 10 and 15, you know where to click.
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Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Tue 7 Aug 2007, 12:16,
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