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staffordjas

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Five hour journey to Poole this morning. Considering the amount of traffic and the number of people who had decided to crash their cars, I'll consider that a bit of a result.
Headed into Poole this afternoon but headed straight out again as it was packed. We'll try again once the bank holiday is over. Instead, strapped the bikes to the back of the car and drove over to the South Downs and had a really enjoyable couple of hours just pottering around.

Braving Pool tonight for a sit down chippy tea which we have booked.
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We went last August Bank holiday and Poole was quite scarily packed on the Saturday and Sunday. Then on the monday it quietened down a lot and much better to get around and get in places. Hope you have a good holiday @proactive and it gets less packed after the bank holiday. Leave me some cider in the pumps , not long til we're down there :D

Took us about 5 hours last time as well. After just saying how good the journey was and ringing the cottage owner with an estimated early ETA , we got stuck for ages through crashes on the M3 & M27. (Normally takes us 3 to 3 & half hours on a good journey with a stop )
 
littleme

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staffordjas said:
Been there and know how stressful it is. Mine coincided with my parents being @rsy with me as well and I ended up on anxiety tablets at the time. Hang on in there....it'll get better....eventually .
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This started the day after I hurt my back, I asked her to carry clean washing up for me as I couldn't manage... She told me I treat her like a slave and don't I know she's had to live through a pandemic....

... Being someone's who's had to work through a pandemic.... And didn't want to.... Didn't have the option like her, to stay at home... You can guess where this argument went...


Only bonus is that she's had to ask the carer for everything she wants, and everything she wants to do, and I've had peace & quiet...
 
staffordjas

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Mine re-appeared at about 2pm today, looking ok, no police overnight so alls ok.

Mind you, she's still not talking to me, so I wouldn't know if she had a terrible time anyhow!
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One of my most scary moments was when son was in Ayia Napa with his mates. I got a text at 3am UK time saying 'Where are you all ?'
After watching TV programmes on teens in Ayia Napa , I had visions of him drunkenly crawling around a gutter somewhere on his own. Tried ringing him and no answer.... was getting my clothes on ready to catch a flight over there if the cops called to say he'd been beaten up or worse.

Turns out he was just in a late night club , gone to the loo and looking for his mates on the dance floor when he came back out. :rolleyes: I got sent the text as well by mistake :lol:
 
Gramaisc

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staffordjas said:
One of my most scary moments was when son was in Ayia Napa with his mates. I got a text at 3am UK time saying 'Where are you all ?'
After watching TV programmes on teens in Ayia Napa , I had visions of him drunkenly crawling around a gutter somewhere on his own. Tried ringing him and no answer.... was getting my clothes on ready to catch a flight over there if the cops called to say he'd been beaten up or worse.

Turns out he was just in a late night club , gone to the loo and looking for his mates on the dance floor when he came back out. :rolleyes: I got sent the text as well by mistake :lol:
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That's where eleven-year-old Carl fell down the well, pissed up on half a bottle of brandy at 2am....

I had to get my scout patrol up and we manged to rescue him without any "officials" ever knowing about it.

No text messages back then, but he probably wouldn't have had a signal down that well.
 
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littleme said:
This started the day after I hurt my back, I asked her to carry clean washing up for me as I couldn't manage...
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Son first changed after I came out of hospital after my hysterectomy. Years later he told me that he had found it hard to cope with me being ill and needing help , as I was the one who used to look after everybody before that.

Didn't last long though , and he was soon back to being his usual nice self again....

Hang on in there @littleme . Hope your back gets better soon :hug:
 
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proactive

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staffordjas said:
We went last August Bank holiday and Poole was quite scarily packed on the Saturday and Sunday. Then on the monday it quietened down a lot and much better to get around and get in places. Hope you have a good holiday @proactive and it gets less packed after the bank holiday. Leave me some cider in the pumps , not long til we're down there :D

Took us about 5 hours last time as well. After just saying how good the journey was and ringing the cottage owner with an estimated early ETA , we got stuck for ages through crashes on the M3 & M27. (Normally takes us 3 to 3 & half hours on a good journey with a stop )
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You're ok if all you want is cider. If you're expecting any red wine to be left in the county, then your going to be out of luck in afraid.

Talking of red wine, sitting outside the RV now watching the build up to the Champions League final on the TV. Nearly finished the first bottle, I will send a minion to go and fetch the second in a minute.
 
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Well, we have been joined by a rather charming young couple who are slumming it in a so called posh tent elsewhere on the site, who rather presumptively asked if they could watch the match with us as they have no TV. They brought a couple of bottles of a decent red with them, so it seemed a little churlish to say no.
 
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staffordjas said:
One of my most scary moments was when son was in Ayia Napa with his mates. I got a text at 3am UK time saying 'Where are you all ?'
After watching TV programmes on teens in Ayia Napa , I had visions of him drunkenly crawling around a gutter somewhere on his own. Tried ringing him and no answer.... was getting my clothes on ready to catch a flight over there if the cops called to say he'd been beaten up or worse.

Turns out he was just in a late night club , gone to the loo and looking for his mates on the dance floor when he came back out. :rolleyes: I got sent the text as well by mistake :lol:
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My 2 eldest boys were very good about lying about where they were, & I completely believed them... Although I found out things later, your story reminds me of this...

Middle child, 17yrs old told me he was staying at his mates and of course I believed him... He turned up at about 8am covered in mud and scrapes with bloody elbows saying he had fallen over on the way back to his mates ... Went straight to bed and I didn't see him till tea time...
Before he got up I happened to see his twitter account... Numerous messages from a Haulage company asking if he was OK... It turns out him & his friends had gone to Wolverhampton for a night out... Got very drunk & he had had an argument with his friends.... So he decided to WALK home to Stafford from Wolverhampton! At some point he had passed out (drink) in the middle of an A road, thankfully a lorry driver spotted his bright white shirt in time not to run him over.... Dragged him into his cab, and took him back to his base.... Where the staff kept him overnight, trying to sober him up enough to find out where he lived. They kept him warm, tried to clean him up (he must have fallen over a good few times) then in the morning paid for a cab to take him home.

He still doesn't know that I know this, he's never owned up... I contacted the lorry company to thank them and ask if I could repay them but they wouldn't let me. I was so thankful that such lovely & honest people found him, it could have ended very very differently.
 
littleme

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littleme said:
My 2 eldest boys were very good about lying about where they were, & I completely believed them... Although I found out things later, your story reminds me of this...

Middle child, 17yrs old told me he was staying at his mates and of course I believed him... He turned up at about 8am covered in mud and scrapes with bloody elbows saying he had fallen over on the way back to his mates ... Went straight to bed and I didn't see him till tea time...
Before he got up I happened to see his twitter account... Numerous messages from a Haulage company asking if he was OK... It turns out him & his friends had gone to Wolverhampton for a night out... Got very drunk & he had had an argument with his friends.... So he decided to WALK home to Stafford from Wolverhampton! At some point he had passed out (drink) in the middle of an A road, thankfully a lorry driver spotted his bright white shirt in time not to run him over.... Dragged him into his cab, and took him back to his base.... Where the staff kept him overnight, trying to sober him up enough to find out where he lived. They kept him warm, tried to clean him up (he must have fallen over a good few times) then in the morning paid for a cab to take him home.

He still doesn't know that I know this, he's never owned up... I contacted the lorry company to thank them and ask if I could repay them but they wouldn't let me. I was so thankful that such lovely & honest people found him, it could have ended very very differently.
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I've just realised that the cats out if the bag now if he ever reads this... Hopefully he won't, I'm hoping he doesnt know this place exists... And it was 10years ago now!
 
Gramaisc

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littleme said:
My 2 eldest boys were very good about lying about where they were, & I completely believed them... Although I found out things later, your story reminds me of this...

Middle child, 17yrs old told me he was staying at his mates and of course I believed him... He turned up at about 8am covered in mud and scrapes with bloody elbows saying he had fallen over on the way back to his mates ... Went straight to bed and I didn't see him till tea time...
Before he got up I happened to see his twitter account... Numerous messages from a Haulage company asking if he was OK... It turns out him & his friends had gone to Wolverhampton for a night out... Got very drunk & he had had an argument with his friends.... So he decided to WALK home to Stafford from Wolverhampton! At some point he had passed out (drink) in the middle of an A road, thankfully a lorry driver spotted his bright white shirt in time not to run him over.... Dragged him into his cab, and took him back to his base.... Where the staff kept him overnight, trying to sober him up enough to find out where he lived. They kept him warm, tried to clean him up (he must have fallen over a good few times) then in the morning paid for a cab to take him home.

He still doesn't know that I know this, he's never owned up... I contacted the lorry company to thank them and ask if I could repay them but they wouldn't let me. I was so thankful that such lovely & honest people found him, it could have ended very very differently.
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I went on a stag do in Tamworth - we were staying at his parents' house, but they were out when we arrived and weren't coming back until later in the evening. We headed out and things got quite 'eventful' - we started to head back to the house and various things led to me getting separated. They lived in quite a posh area and his father was the headmaster of a secondary school. I thought I should be able to find my way there, but I got completely lost and spent hours wandering round the countryside. Eventually, I thought I had wandered as far as Lichfield, but I had actually gone in a large circle and was back in Tamworth, in front of the police station and in conversation with a PC who was clearly considering arresting me. There was a phone box and I said that I could get a lift - PC Plod clearly didn't believe me and we both entered the phone box whilst I searched through the book to find a number for this headmaster who I had never actually met. By now, it was about 4am. PC Plod listened to the conversation and stayed with me until the car turned up, being driven by a person who had been his headmaster just a few years before.
 
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Gramaisc said:
I went on a stag do in Tamworth - we were staying at his parents' house, but they were out when we arrived and weren't coming back until later in the evening. We headed out and things got quite 'eventful' - we started to head back to the house and various things led to me getting separated. They lived in quite a posh area and his father was the headmaster of a secondary school. I thought I should be able to find my way there, but I got completely lost and spent hours wandering round the countryside. Eventually, I thought I had wandered as far as Lichfield, but I had actually gone in a large circle and was back in Tamworth, in front of the police station and in conversation with a PC who was clearly considering arresting me. There was a phone box and I said that I could get a lift - PC Plod clearly didn't believe me and we both entered the phone box whilst I searched through the book to find a number for this headmaster who I had never actually met. By now, it was about 4am. PC Plod listened to the conversation and stayed with me until the car turned up, being driven by a person who had been his headmaster just a few years before.
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That reminds me of a policeman in York not believing me as an eighteen year old.
 
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Went for a drive to Hixon for the Project Doughnut popup only to find they’d already left 2 hours early due to selling out

Nice drive though, and Hixon is a rather quaint little town I wouldn’t mind living in
 
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Currently stuck in Lincolnshire.... Don't send for help...
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