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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don't drink the wateri live in france, and have been here since i was seven, before which i was in Bristol...
Most of my family still lives in the UK, so sometimes we'd get the odd visit from relatives looking to lounge around my parents swimming pool in the summer.
One year two of my aunts came down to stay, got royally plastered one night with some (good) french wine and were sick all over the place for a day or two.
Cue a few years later, my cousin, daughter of one the aunts, comes over with her two little kids. One morning i pass by the bathroom, do a sort of double take and go "WTF????". The kids were brushing their teeth using bottled water. I ask them, like, er, what do you think you are doing, and they inform me that "auntie berta said the tap water in france makes you sick".
Turns out the aunts has told everyone that they'd been ill after drinking french tap water ... Nice one drunken old aunt!
(Then again, I get the same crap from the french who went over on school trips to the uk, and keep on at me about UK food, the peas being fluorescent (they've never seen fresh peas i guess), chips with lasagne (but then again that combination freaks me out as well), mint with lamb (which they've never tried), and anything to do with jelly, so one-all i guess)
(, Wed 8 Aug 2007, 13:02, Reply)
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