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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Just remembered some school onesDuring year 6 in 2004-2005 we went on two long trips, one to France and one to Kinswood, an adventure type place. The Kingswood one was about three days long not counting the bus ride back where apparently one of the boys was caught wanking and another, now at my secondary school streaked (I would remind him of this but he's a psyco) and during archery one of the arrows somehow managed to hit the instructor, I'm not sure if they still let that school visit. The French one was rather dull, the food was schmit and I discovered Calais smells of fish and poo and we almost fell off the rollercoaster at a themepark named "Baggatelle" it didn't help that those left behind got to go to Cadbury's world
(, Tue 7 Aug 2007, 20:19, Reply)
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