A Warning to All Parents
We had planned the holiday well. My wife, my two teenage girls and I were going to drive around England for ten days.
We wanted to visit many places. Everybody was happy.
The boat trip was fine. The girls played on the slot machines and watched films. When we left the ship they asked: “When
will we arrive at the hotel?” “How far do we have to drive?” I said it would only take two hours.
Then one of the girls got sick. She had eaten too much chocolate. We stopped. We had been in England for half an hour.
Every day was like this: In and out of hotels, lunch at McDonald’s and dinner at Pizzaland or Pizza Hut, then TV till after midnight. Every morning the girls went shopping.
The family was not interested in anything. One day we passed Stonehenge. “Look,” I said, “there is Stonehenge. Let’s stop here.” But nobody wanted to stop.