Hausfraus.
When piglet was indeed of recent vintage we took him to Malgrat (as previously stated a last resort if you will) for a nice quiet holiday. It had been a hard day travelling for him and as soon as he fell asleep we put him to bed and settled down for a some peace.

Unfortunately some young German skinheads decided that it was time to wake up and prepare for a night out by playing some proto Rammstein and singing raucously and very gutturally at the top of their tuneless teenage voices. So I marched out onto the balcony and by a mixture of mime and piss-poor German conveyed that my very young child was sleeping. It was brilliant. The heavily tattooed, noisy thugs immediately apologised, shushed all their friends and turned the music off. The next day they sought us out by the pool and had drinks and a good chat.Lovely chaps. They were all engineering students celebrating passing some exams or other.

To sum up: Thank you German mothers for bringing up your sons properly. It made my holiday.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Thu 11 Feb 2010, 22:15, 3 replies)

did you go to the eureka bar?
it's great in there, i got so pissed one night, i actually won the limbo contest! :D
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Thu 11 Feb 2010, 22:35, closed)

Nah.
Piglet was only about 18 months so we tended to do our "celebrating" in restauarants or the hotel bar (The mercury). Best bit of the holiday was the bus on the way to the airport. Piglet loves spag bol and garlic bread, the more garlicky the better. Someone got on the bus and said "Christ, who is eating garlic?"

"Me!" He shouted. "I stink!" With the biggest shiteating grin ever.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Thu 11 Feb 2010, 22:54, closed)

hahaha!
i was in the europa. it looks lovely outside, but it's a complete shithole. i should have realised when i was the only person to get off the coach when we arrived :(
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Thu 11 Feb 2010, 23:34, closed)