It was the late 80’s when we went to brid (my parents,me and my brothers)
they would take us to the beach for 12 hours,feed us,put us to bed for about half 7 and by 8 would be in the pub until closing (we didn’t have a clue) get up the next morning,take us to the beach for 12 hours,nursing their hangovers-only to do it again that night-every night for the week
anyway,one night a lady wandered into our b&b,found our unlocked room and got into my parents bed and started smoking
my parents came back,pissed and found her there
my mother slung her out and just went to bed themselves
they mentioned it the next morning with a silly laugh and ‘I can’t believe she was smoking in our room!’
I mean anything could have happened-thankfully it didnt
my parents hushed it up around us-they claim it never happened (to this day they deny it-but I remember it as clear as anything) but I know they found it a funny story to tell their mates when they got back
and they did it again and again on every holiday we ever had
my mother had the brass neck,years later to have a go at me for ‘leaving my grandchildren alone late at night!anything could have happened!’
my crime?
it was 7:45pm (on a summers night) and I spent 3 minutes bringing in some washing from the back garden
she couldn’t see the difference between me spending a few minutes in my back garden and her and my father leaving us for hours,while getting pissed in a pub miles from home and leaving us in an unlocked b&b room