Family Holidays
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)
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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My liver hates me.
one holiday that sticks out in the memory... suprisingly considering how lashed i got.
my mum and her boyfriend at the time had decided that we needed to go on a family holiday. me (the only child) and his 2 sons.
well me being 18 at the time and his 2 sons being 13 and 15 to spain/. this to me seemed like a shit idea... ( a week away from the local with my mates.. can you imagine how devasted i was) but deciding my mum had put up with me for 18 years i thought i owed her one not to moan about it and just didnt moan.
well we arrived in sunny spain and the first thing i do obviosuly is check out the bar. seeing this my mum comes up to me and says "since were on holiday i wont say anything about your drinking" (she was fine with it anyway but didnt like me usually drinking for a week solid.) Fucking result... so thats me off all family activites for a week. time to bring my liver down a notch!
shorlty after that i met a cockney lad and his brother and we decided to have a drinking contest. which went on for the week (i think we were both winners!) highlights of week long piss up being: (bearing in mind most of the things on the list potray me as a twat. but i was 18 and pissed... and a twat at the time)
*going to some terrible bar down the road and listening to "gasoline" which was two german dudes who played rock covers... and just asking them to play summer of 69 and 500 miles every night (i fucking hate those songs aswell!)
*climbing on top of a wooden parasol thing and falling through it. apperently it looked funny. i didnt see the funny side.
*convincing my mums boyfriend and his son that i did free running by just jumping off a couple of walls hungover.
*an on going rivally between me and some guy i affectionatly nicknamed "cock head" (the name stuck aswell!)
*having some fit girl lick my penis for a dare. (i didnt come up with that one either.. "cock head did")
*finding out "cock head" was actually quite sound. (maybe to do with the above comment.)
*getting photos of me and gasoline!
*meeting some spainish drug dealer who took us in the back of the bowling alley he owned to show us his real gun.
*not getting a tan at all due to sleeping my hangover most of the day.
*skinny dipping about 14 times.
*throwing chairs in other swimming pools.
*waking up to find cuts all over me from jumping in bushes (my free running skills obviously!)
*going down spainish roads at like 90 miles an hour in a taxi where the driver was drugged to the sound of "sun goes down" by arctic monkeys. (fucking scary)
*sleeping in the lift.
and just other stuff which ive missed out.
sorry about shitness.
not about length though women love it.
( , Tue 7 Aug 2007, 13:30, Reply)
one holiday that sticks out in the memory... suprisingly considering how lashed i got.
my mum and her boyfriend at the time had decided that we needed to go on a family holiday. me (the only child) and his 2 sons.
well me being 18 at the time and his 2 sons being 13 and 15 to spain/. this to me seemed like a shit idea... ( a week away from the local with my mates.. can you imagine how devasted i was) but deciding my mum had put up with me for 18 years i thought i owed her one not to moan about it and just didnt moan.
well we arrived in sunny spain and the first thing i do obviosuly is check out the bar. seeing this my mum comes up to me and says "since were on holiday i wont say anything about your drinking" (she was fine with it anyway but didnt like me usually drinking for a week solid.) Fucking result... so thats me off all family activites for a week. time to bring my liver down a notch!
shorlty after that i met a cockney lad and his brother and we decided to have a drinking contest. which went on for the week (i think we were both winners!) highlights of week long piss up being: (bearing in mind most of the things on the list potray me as a twat. but i was 18 and pissed... and a twat at the time)
*going to some terrible bar down the road and listening to "gasoline" which was two german dudes who played rock covers... and just asking them to play summer of 69 and 500 miles every night (i fucking hate those songs aswell!)
*climbing on top of a wooden parasol thing and falling through it. apperently it looked funny. i didnt see the funny side.
*convincing my mums boyfriend and his son that i did free running by just jumping off a couple of walls hungover.
*an on going rivally between me and some guy i affectionatly nicknamed "cock head" (the name stuck aswell!)
*having some fit girl lick my penis for a dare. (i didnt come up with that one either.. "cock head did")
*finding out "cock head" was actually quite sound. (maybe to do with the above comment.)
*getting photos of me and gasoline!
*meeting some spainish drug dealer who took us in the back of the bowling alley he owned to show us his real gun.
*not getting a tan at all due to sleeping my hangover most of the day.
*skinny dipping about 14 times.
*throwing chairs in other swimming pools.
*waking up to find cuts all over me from jumping in bushes (my free running skills obviously!)
*going down spainish roads at like 90 miles an hour in a taxi where the driver was drugged to the sound of "sun goes down" by arctic monkeys. (fucking scary)
*sleeping in the lift.
and just other stuff which ive missed out.
sorry about shitness.
not about length though women love it.
( , Tue 7 Aug 2007, 13:30, Reply)
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