It was a great holiday, but...... the night a racoon broke into our tent and attacked us will live on in my memories.
... coming down a dirttrack mountain road with no fences with the back end of the car fishtailing about left me needing new underwear.
I'm off on holiday next week somewhere nice and safe. Tell us your holiday stories.
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rob, Thu 21 Apr 2005, 9:55)
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At the tender age of seven (or quite possibly eight),my parents went on a typical Yorkshire family holiday (ie. within England, and about twenty people came.)
Until that day I had thought it was perfectly normal to wear nappies because I 'wasn't watertight'.
Every member of my family found out I wore them when my parents put a box of Pampers on the coach. They teased me for two weeks.
Everyone at school teased me. And college.
And University.
:(
Edit: I stopped wearing Pampers at nine, I'm not a bloody freak you know....
(, Tue 26 Apr 2005, 6:35, Reply)
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