Always look back at Christmas. When I was about 8, we had a family do, down here in...

Norfolk. All the Northern family came down and my Uncle Mac used the 'N' word. That was it. F'ing and blinding was tolerated (much to the cringe of things) but mum wouldn't let her brother stay in the house for the night for saying that one word. All dad's attempts to calm the situation down, nope. Had to go and stay at the hotel near the roundabout in bowthorpe. It's a strange old world isn't it. RIP Mum.

Posted By: DrDublin, Dec 17, 00:22:45