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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When I was about 7 Mum and her best friend took me and my big sister to LesbosWe visited the same beach everyday. Once my sister decided it would be fun to bury herself in the muddy sand she found and chuck it at me also. I wasnt pleased, especially when i found that this mud was infact freash donkey poo so I cleaned myself in the sea and took up snorkling instead of sandcastle bulding, watching my big sister playfully wallowing in Ass Poop.
Same holiday one evening, we we walking to our apartment when we saw there was a row of loads of beached jellyfish of all shapes sizes. My mum said to my big sister "look theres mummy jelly, daddy jelly and all her baby jellies dying together on the sand" Dont think she ment to put my sister in hysteric tears for the many hours that followed but she did.....HAHAHAHAHA!
That was the best holiday! Ate Swordfish which I rememebr being great! (at the horseshoe resturant *im the only one to rememebers that!*), saw loads of mangled and deforemed cats, started my passion for snorkling and my sister caught and was robbed of an octopus in a valuble shell.
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Blobcat Less Jaffacakes this year, Tue 26 Apr 2005, 16:14,
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