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Gayle · 20-08-2008, 16:24

Fortunately not had too many bad holidays but a couple of minor bad ones come to mind.

France
Went on holiday with parents, aunt and uncle and their three daughters plus my grandma and grandad - I was about 13 at the time. We went down in two cars but because I didn't want to be stuck with my grandma and grandad, I went in the car with my cousins (you could sit four kids on a big bench seat in those days without seat belts). Anyway, we drove down to Calais and only realised when we tried to get through passport control that I didn't have my own passport I was on my parents and they were in the other car which was loaded onto the ferry by then. Mad panic as we tried to find them so that i could go through and my aunt and uncle weren't arrested for kidnapping.

Anyway, found them in time so all boarded.

Got to house and went exploring, discovered one room that had a wall with a million pods stuck to it, on closer examination they were fly cocoons/pods/larvae, not sure what you call them but it was an awful infestation. The owner cleared it but no one wanted to sleep in the room so the four of us girls all ended up sharing a double bed - top to toes.

That was also the holiday that we nearly drowned. The four of us went into the water and then the tide changed suddenly. I grabbed one arm the youngest of my cousins who was only very young (probably about 5ish) and my other cousin grabbed her other arm so we dragged her out. We left the last one to fend for herself which in hindsight is really scary because she was only about 11ish at the time. It was a real slog to get back to the beach and we were absolutely terrified, I think we all knew how close a call it had been and what a dangerous position we'd been in.

Best bit of that holiday though was watching my grandma ask a french woman how to cook artichoke - they both just got louder and slower, but neither of them spoke the same language.

Other holiday that comes to mind is a camping one where it peed down and I ended up sleeping in the car and falling out with boyfriend. We came home after a day and didn't speak again for at least a week!

20-08-2008, 16:24	#5
Gayle God Member Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: Relaxville Posts: 6,866 Blog Entries: 69 Liked: 13 times Rep Power: 2867	Re: We're All Going On A Summer Holiday. Fortunately not had too many bad holidays but a couple of minor bad ones come to mind. France Went on holiday with parents, aunt and uncle and their three daughters plus my grandma and grandad - I was about 13 at the time. We went down in two cars but because I didn't want to be stuck with my grandma and grandad, I went in the car with my cousins (you could sit four kids on a big bench seat in those days without seat belts). Anyway, we drove down to Calais and only realised when we tried to get through passport control that I didn't have my own passport I was on my parents and they were in the other car which was loaded onto the ferry by then. Mad panic as we tried to find them so that i could go through and my aunt and uncle weren't arrested for kidnapping. Anyway, found them in time so all boarded. Got to house and went exploring, discovered one room that had a wall with a million pods stuck to it, on closer examination they were fly cocoons/pods/larvae, not sure what you call them but it was an awful infestation. The owner cleared it but no one wanted to sleep in the room so the four of us girls all ended up sharing a double bed - top to toes. That was also the holiday that we nearly drowned. The four of us went into the water and then the tide changed suddenly. I grabbed one arm the youngest of my cousins who was only very young (probably about 5ish) and my other cousin grabbed her other arm so we dragged her out. We left the last one to fend for herself which in hindsight is really scary because she was only about 11ish at the time. It was a real slog to get back to the beach and we were absolutely terrified, I think we all knew how close a call it had been and what a dangerous position we'd been in. Best bit of that holiday though was watching my grandma ask a french woman how to cook artichoke - they both just got louder and slower, but neither of them spoke the same language. Other holiday that comes to mind is a camping one where it peed down and I ended up sleeping in the car and falling out with boyfriend. We came home after a day and didn't speak again for at least a week! __________________ The views expressed within this post are mine and mine alone.