What did you forget to pack

meanders Robin, it wasn't just Mum, can you remember Dad leaving you and me on the top deck of the bus when we were on our way to Granny's? I have to assume our parents didn't really want us 😂😂😂.
I do not remember that Eddy. To be honest I have no memory of Dad ever being part of the family and only ever occasional visits from him. My earliest memory is the RAF Meteor crash and being hit with the rake at Parnell Road. At Cromwell Street I remember Uncle Lawrence (and Aunty Marian) living g with us, but have no memory of Dad ever being there. I guess you being eighteen months older, it made more of an impression.

As you say, perhaps we really were not wanted. :rofl:
 
dryad I will hug you anytime you ask me to.
awww bless you and thanks but it was as a kid I didn’t get any, was always so disappointed when I saw how kind and loving my friends parents were, but that made me very mindful of others and made sure my daughter get plenty when I had her..
 
It’s my job to pack the van so I can’t blame Nick much as I’d like to but we also arrived without a bike charger once like Mr porky . It was particularly annoying as I’d found a campsite right on the Tarka trail , not particularly cheap either. We did manage 2 rides before we didn’t dare risk it as it wasn’t a flat route back. Incredibly there was only one other person with a bike and it wasn’t electric!

Mind you it was one of those sites where most people didn’t seem too keen on using their legs really. I’d been drawn in by “direct access to Tarka trail”. I hate cycling on UK roads as I’m a wimp. It was only a short break though.
 
I wish my parents had left me somewhere, I’d have hid so they couldn’t find me, then maybe I’d have got adopted to a family that had a farm and animals and hugged people..
suppose it’s too late for me now isn’t it?
I can't comment on farms or animals but it's never too late for a hug, you just have to dismiss any inhibitions and ask, or offer.

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My family were never demonstratively affectionate. Hugs in public were a definite taboo. Joining Martin's family where public affection with huge hugs and kisses was a (nice) culture shock.

Giving my 93 year old Mum a quick kiss on the cheek and a hug is always greeted with "Get off me you sloppy duck."
 
Tick, done that.

Now have a packing list that goes locker by locker, area by area and additional lists for if we have a Grandchild with us, intend cycling and / or kayaking.

'tis the only way.
I have an extensive packing list for general stuff broken down I to what to do a good few days in advance, eg make sure everything is charged up, have worming tablets, check what's in the MH, get clothes and shoes sorted and packed, the last 24 hours, and the day of departure. I have a separate one for food, drink etc again broken down into when to do things, eg buy fresh food we want to take, ensure we have sufficient for our trip like teabags.

In addition I have a location list of where stuff is in the MH as, due to having a double floor with 2 internal floor lockers (the largest known as the dungeon!), 2 external lockers, gas locker and a garage not to mention all the usual cupboards and drawers plus cubby holes all over, if I didn't we'd never find some stuff when we needed it! 😄
 
I forgot my knickers many years ago but bought some the next day from a local shopping centre.

On this holiday hubby didn't put the pizza cutter back in after it was washed up from our last trip, I think he thought it was our home one, consequently we had to improvise and I suggested using the large kitchen scissors which actually work perfectly and are less messy than the cutter (which is a pig to clean) so it'll not have anymore MH holidays! 😆
 
I forgot my knickers many years ago but bought some the next day from a local shopping centre.

On this holiday hubby didn't put the pizza cutter back in after it was washed up from our last trip, I think he thought it was our home one, consequently we had to improvise and I suggested using the large kitchen scissors which actually work perfectly and are less messy than the cutter (which is a pig to clean) so it'll not have anymore MH holidays! 😆

I use a knife - KISS.

I use a strong kitchen knife and a hammer if cutting a frozen pizza in half to keep one half frozen.
 
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Our worst in the motorhome was the tickets for the Malvern Show. Eighty mile round trip to get them.

We also got to Northallerton on the way to Newcastle for Rugby League's Magic Weekend when we realised we'd left the tickets in Northampton. Fortunately a phone call to the RFL solved that one

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