Emma Kennedy's hilarious memoir of wet and windy family trips, now adapted for the major BBC One series The Kennedys. For the 70s child, summer holidays didn't mean the joy of CentreParcs or the sophistication of a Tuscan villa. They meant being crammed into a car with Grandma and heading to the coast. With just a tent for a home and a bucket for the necessities, we would set off on new adventures each year stoically resolving to enjoy ourselves. For Emma Kennedy, and her mum and dad, disaster always came along for the ride no matter where they went.

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Whether it was being swept away by a force ten gale on the Welsh coast or suffering copious amounts of food poisoning on a brave trip to the south of France, family holidays always left them battered and bruised. But they never gave up. Emma's memoir, The Tent, The Bucket and Me, is a painfully funny reminder of just what it was like to spend your summer holidays cold, damp but with sand between your toes. Emma Kennedy's hilarious memoir of wet and windy family trips, now adapted for the major BBC One series The Kennedys.

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For the 70s child, summer holidays didn't mean the joy of CentreParcs or the sophistication of a Tuscan villa. They meant being crammed into a car with Grandma and heading to the coast. With just a tent for a home and a bucket for the necessities, we would set off on new adventures each year stoically resolving to enjoy ourselves. Horror games online free. For Emma Kennedy, and her mum and dad, disaster always came along for the ride no matter where they went. Whether it was being swept away by a force ten gale on the Welsh coast or suffering copious amounts of food poisoning on a brave trip to the south of France, family holidays always left them battered and bruised.

But they never gave up. Emma's memoir, The Tent, The Bucket and Me, is a painfully funny reminder of just what it was like to spend your summer holidays cold, damp but with sand between your toes. Before you stream any Disney Content, carefully read this EULA. Before you can license any Disney Content, you will be asked to accept all the terms of this EULA. If you do not wish to accept all the terms of this EULA, you will not be able to license the Disney Content.

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Growing up in the Seventies, we were on the brink of the modern age. But despite a brave new world of Casio hand-held calculators and digital watches, one thing remained the same: the family holiday. For the Seventies child, summer holidays didn't mean the joy of CentreParcs or the sophistication of a Tuscan villa. They meant being crammed into a car with Grandma and headi Growing up in the Seventies, we were on the brink of the modern age. But despite a brave new world of Casio hand-held calculators and digital watches, one thing remained the same: the family holiday. For the Seventies child, summer holidays didn't mean the joy of CentreParcs or the sophistication of a Tuscan villa.

They meant being crammed into a car with Grandma and heading to the coast. With just a tent for a home and a bucket for the necessities, we would set off on new adventures each year stoically resolving to enjoy ourselves. For Emma Kennedy, and her mum and dad, disaster always came along for the ride no matter where they went.

Whether it was swept away by a force ten gale on the Welsh coast or suffering copious amounts of food poisoning on a brave trip to the south of France, family holidays always left them battered and bruised. But they never gave up. Emma's memoir, The Tent, the Bucket and Me, is a painfully funny reminder of just what it was like to spend your summer holidays cold, damp but with sand between your toes.

A couple of years ago, I went to the launch of Emma Kennedy's first book; How To Bring Up Your Parents. I had a great time and got drunk with the stars of stage and screen. Emma was absolutely lovely and the book was very funny. Last year I received an advance copy of her second book, The Tent, The Bucket and Me - an extremely funny book following Emma's family camping holidays in the 1970s. It's rare that I laugh out loud whilst reading but the first family holiday had me in stitches. A couple of years ago, I went to the launch of Emma Kennedy's first book; How To Bring Up Your Parents.

I had a great time and got drunk with the stars of stage and screen. Emma was absolutely lovely and the book was very funny. Last year I received an advance copy of her second book, The Tent, The Bucket and Me - an extremely funny book following Emma's family camping holidays in the 1970s. It's rare that I laugh out loud whilst reading but the first family holiday had me in stitches.

I'm astonished that they tried again - but they did. And I'm glad. If they hadn't this would be a much shorter book. If you've ever been camping, or had holiday disasters, read this. You'll know exactly where she's coming from! She writes with a real flair for comedy and I finished it in a couple of days as I just couldn't put it down for very long. Anyway, the official publication of the book is the 26th of March and I urge you to get a copy.

It's a really entertaining read and well worth buying. However if you need some encouragement first, Emma has just finished recording an abridged version for Radio 4's Book of the Week slot which will be broadcast from March 23rd. Listened to in audio format. This is an hilarious book written by Emma Kennedy about her and her parents calamitous camping holidays in the UK and France. This book reminded me of family holidays where everything that could go wrong did. They are terrible at the time but funny when you are safely home.

The book is about her camping holidays from between the ages of 4 and 13 years old. A lot of the stories involve poor young Emma falling into toilets or being covered in poo or vomit. I loved her p Listened to in audio format. This is an hilarious book written by Emma Kennedy about her and her parents calamitous camping holidays in the UK and France. This book reminded me of family holidays where everything that could go wrong did.

They are terrible at the time but funny when you are safely home. The book is about her camping holidays from between the ages of 4 and 13 years old. A lot of the stories involve poor young Emma falling into toilets or being covered in poo or vomit. I loved her parents Tony and the long suffering Brenda who dreamed of a glamorous, normal holiday. My favourite story was when they stayed in a haunted cottage in France. After being kept awake all night by strange knocking sounds Tony went to investigate using Emma's light sabre as a torch.

I would advise you to listen at home because you will laugh out loud in places. ‘The Tent, the Bucket and Me’ I don’t usually contemplate this writing my book review so early as I’ve only managed to read the first three chapters!

Seriously this book should come with a Health Warning: Do not attempt to wear mascara or any eye makeup whilst reading this story and ensure that you have ready to hand a constant supply of clean hankies (you will need these I promise) oh and should you suffer from a weak bladder (sorry to bring this up) I would strongly recommend you consider we ‘The Tent, the Bucket and Me’ I don’t usually contemplate this writing my book review so early as I’ve only managed to read the first three chapters! Seriously this book should come with a Health Warning: Do not attempt to wear mascara or any eye makeup whilst reading this story and ensure that you have ready to hand a constant supply of clean hankies (you will need these I promise) oh and should you suffer from a weak bladder (sorry to bring this up) I would strongly recommend you consider wearing incontinence knickers! There I’ve said it and you might thank me later. The tone of this story is brilliant and I can promise very accurate. I HATE, LOATHE and DETEST Camping. Like Emma Kennedy I suffered the indignities of camping all my young life and teenage years, oh the ignominy of it. She has successfully helped me to access and remember many incidents mostly hilarious, and some rather painfully embarrassing moments that I may choose to share in later blog posts.

It is not often I feel that I am so in tune with an author. However on this occasion her descriptions of travelling to Wales ring loud alarm bells in my head, for I too am a girl from the valleys born behind the gasworks, well no not literally, but in my grandmother’s house in Caerphilly, complete with outside carsy and coal bunker the size of a small shed. I feel I’m almost part of Emma’s film set or rather that she was part of mine, really quite scary on so many levels.

I’m not sure who suggested we read this book for our book group meeting but I shall be eternally grateful and I’m very glad they suggested it! Because I can’t recall crying this hard in a long time and I believe that laughing until you cry can be a cathartic experience. Of course the downside of crying whilst reading is that is that one’s eyes fill with tears and blur one’s vision. I think Emma Kennedy has captured the essence of the 1970’s succinctly because it certainly is how I remember that period of time although I never made it the Biba shop – such a shame truly. So my recommendation is quite simple: If on an overcast January day when the sky is filled with scumble glazed clouds that are certain to deliver a deluge then I would suggest you find a quiet spot, curl up in an armchair, with a hot chocolate and a box of tissues. And if you dare to read this in a coffee shop then other customers will want to know why you are in fits of giggles. And there is an added and significant danger you may end up snorting rather loudly too!

Well I’m going back to the book that I can’t actually read as I keep having to put the book down and dabs away the tears with a tissue. And I do hope you enjoy this reading treat.

Enough material for a pretty good twenty minute standup slot, padded out to a quite ludicrous length - I'd managed to procure myself an ex-library Large Print edition which managed to stretch the ordeal out to almost 500pp of agony. Essentially the young Emma Kennedy goes on holiday with her parents each year in the 1970s, and it's always a disaster. But not usually an actual interesting disaster, oh no; generally it'll be something like 'it rained heavily all night' or 'we ate some dodgy seafood Enough material for a pretty good twenty minute standup slot, padded out to a quite ludicrous length - I'd managed to procure myself an ex-library Large Print edition which managed to stretch the ordeal out to almost 500pp of agony.

Essentially the young Emma Kennedy goes on holiday with her parents each year in the 1970s, and it's always a disaster. But not usually an actual interesting disaster, oh no; generally it'll be something like 'it rained heavily all night' or 'we ate some dodgy seafood' or 'Dad got into the wrong lane of a French motorway and drivers honked at him', ratcheted up via pages on end of histrionic prose style to something that almost qualifies as 'incident'. The comedic high point of each chapter is invariably and explosively shit, piss or vomit related, if you like that sort of thing.

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On the plus side the writer is clearly quite fond of her vain and bumbling parents and I do get it, you want to write about your family and its adventures before it's all lost forever like tears in a waterlogged campsite. But any hopes of this book having anything much for.me. as opposed to just her were quickly frustrated. I'd hoped for some 1970s colour but all you get is the occasional 'Star Wars had just come out so I was carrying a toy lightsaber'. I then clung onto the idea that maybe ten years of mediocre family holidays would at least prove character-forming in some way, that there'd be some payoff or enlightenment after so many misadventures, but nope, they just have yet another crap holiday and decide they're never going to go on one again.

Much how I'd feel if someone offered me another chapter of an Emma Kennedy book sadly. You know how it's often claimed that books are 'laugh out loud' and then when you come to read them they're nothing of the sort, not even a snigger? This book actually did make me laugh out loud. And I was on the train at the time. And I got some very odd looks. But anyway, if these stories are true then they must have been just about the unluckiest family to ever go on holiday anywhere. I've never been camping but as a kid I was forced to spend many summer holidays stuck in a tiny caravan with You know how it's often claimed that books are 'laugh out loud' and then when you come to read them they're nothing of the sort, not even a snigger?

This book actually did make me laugh out loud. And I was on the train at the time. And I got some very odd looks. But anyway, if these stories are true then they must have been just about the unluckiest family to ever go on holiday anywhere. I've never been camping but as a kid I was forced to spend many summer holidays stuck in a tiny caravan with my family so for me this book was somewhat nostalgic (the geek in me loved the Star Wars references, too) and genuinely funny. The only criticism I really have is that I couldn't understand why the author kept referring to her parents by their names rather than just calling them mum and dad. Is it a middle class thing?

Also, the reference to the pencil incident (you'll find out when you read it) was a bit distasteful and seemed out of place with the rest of the book. All in all though, an undemanding and light-hearted read that I would definitely recommend.

Books that make me cry are rare, but books that make me laugh out loud are a true rarity. This was one of the few in the second category (and I still laugh thinking of the black trash bag situation!). Here is a view on UK's life in the seventies, how the fact that they joined the EU allowed British citizens to broaden their horizons in terms of holidays, and how much much more difficult it was to travel in the pre-Internet time!

Add to that the adventures of a really unlucky family! Definitely rec Books that make me cry are rare, but books that make me laugh out loud are a true rarity. This was one of the few in the second category (and I still laugh thinking of the black trash bag situation!). Here is a view on UK's life in the seventies, how the fact that they joined the EU allowed British citizens to broaden their horizons in terms of holidays, and how much much more difficult it was to travel in the pre-Internet time! Add to that the adventures of a really unlucky family! Definitely recommended!! (Got this one from a charity shop.).

Subtitled 'My Family's Disastrous Attempts to go Campaign in the 70s', Emma Kennedy's memoir of her family holidays in the 1970s is as hilarious as it is nostalgic. The 70s were a decade of social and economic change. It was the decade that gave us disco, punk, strikes and Margaret Thatcher. It also opened up the world with package holidays becoming more affordable. But for the Kennedy's holidays were under canvass and thoughts of flights to the sun drenched Spanish beaches were definitely off th Subtitled 'My Family's Disastrous Attempts to go Campaign in the 70s', Emma Kennedy's memoir of her family holidays in the 1970s is as hilarious as it is nostalgic. The 70s were a decade of social and economic change.

It was the decade that gave us disco, punk, strikes and Margaret Thatcher. It also opened up the world with package holidays becoming more affordable. But for the Kennedy's holidays were under canvass and thoughts of flights to the sun drenched Spanish beaches were definitely off the agenda. Using her own memories and those of her parents, Emma Kennedy's stories of disaster and embarrassment are a kind of moral tale. There but for the grace of God.

As you move from one holiday to the next, from floods and gales on the Welsh coast to food poisoning and man-eating toilets in France, the reader is left under no illusion about the tricks that the malevolent holiday gods have played on this poor unfortunate family. Basically, if it can go wrong, it will, and most probably has!

The Tent, the Bucket Me is a very appropriate title for this hilarious, slapstick account of a family who really should have stayed at home. As a comedian, Emma knows what it takes to take her audience with her. I think most of us can find at least one parallel with our own holiday experiences in this book. Whilst not all of us can claim to have fallen into a French toilet or watched as a caravan is blown over a cliff, we can all relate to the feelings of doom and despair as we watch a family take once disastrous turn or another.

From broken down vehicles tro ghosts in the attic, the Tent, the Bucket and Me, is a tour-de-force of wit and farce. Reading it whilst away just made me appreciate my own holiday even more. Whilst I can't claim to be too familiar with her act or TV appearances, this book has proven Emma Kennedy to have the observational skills and genuine wit that make this one of the funniest books I have read for a while. The TV adaptation does not do it justice. For those of us who grew up in the 1970s, this book also offers a reminder of a world of change and ambition, where anything was possible.

Who will ever forget the impact of the original Star Wars movie, or the girls breaking out into floods of tears over Donny Osmond's marriage? Ah, the memories.

The first 3 chapters were good, funny if a little too much with the excrement, vomit, you name it all things humanly horrible. But then it just petered out, or it was like the definition of insanity, doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result.

So I demoted this book to the bathroom and it took me months to finish, but if any book belongs in the bathroom it is this one. Also what's with the bucket? That must be a British thing bc I've been camping in the 70's, 80's etc and a The first 3 chapters were good, funny if a little too much with the excrement, vomit, you name it all things humanly horrible. But then it just petered out, or it was like the definition of insanity, doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result. So I demoted this book to the bathroom and it took me months to finish, but if any book belongs in the bathroom it is this one.

Also what's with the bucket? That must be a British thing bc I've been camping in the 70's, 80's etc and at no time did we have a bucket to use as a toilet in or out of the tent and I've asked other campers and they were horrified, no, no, no, we either had a wash house toilet, an out house or at worse would go in the woods. There is no stinking bucket. And then these parents let there 4 year old 'go' into a half full bucket of piss by herself while they turn their backs for her privacy. No one being smart enough to empty the bucket first.

And of course she falls in and has a bath of piss. Then the most disgusting episode is the mother and the daughter walking into a pitch black unfamiliar toilet room in a foreign country and the daughter gets her legs tuck in an outhouse type toilet.

Really, who would walk into a strange stinky room like that. After that horrible chapter there are several boring chapters. If you like stories of bad vacations with lots of diarrhea, puke, sunburns, mean crazy locals and parents fighting then this is the book for you. I think this book was meant for 12 year olds they might like it. I thoroughly enjoyed Emma Kennedy's book about travelling America as a teenager, so when I spotted this on the Scouts' second hand book stall at a charity event a few weeks ago, I thought I would give it a go.

This took me a little while to get into and I admit the first few chapters didn't really match my expectations compared to her other book. However, once Emma's family started venturing abroad for their annual vacation the incidents become a lot more bizarre and I was laughing out load towar I thoroughly enjoyed Emma Kennedy's book about travelling America as a teenager, so when I spotted this on the Scouts' second hand book stall at a charity event a few weeks ago, I thought I would give it a go. This took me a little while to get into and I admit the first few chapters didn't really match my expectations compared to her other book.

However, once Emma's family started venturing abroad for their annual vacation the incidents become a lot more bizarre and I was laughing out load towards the final chapters (I suspect I would have laughed even more if I had a better understanding of written French, which crops up now and again). As with her other book, there are moments where you're left thinking 'did that actually happen?' As the trials and tribulations took place when the author was roughly between 3 and 13 years old and there's definitely parts that have been 'padded out', but that said I find Emma Kennedy's writing entertaining and would not be put off reading other books by her in the future. This was a good book, it was funny in places, a couple where I did actually laugh out loud (getting a few odd looks from passers by). It was an enjoyable read gladly a lot of things now have changed for the better for camping, especially the amenities toilets and shower rooms are now the norm for mot up to date camping sites. So a bucket being used now would seem very strange. I'm very happy to say that I would not have survived the weeks holidays this family had in their tent, I would have been This was a good book, it was funny in places, a couple where I did actually laugh out loud (getting a few odd looks from passers by).

It was an enjoyable read gladly a lot of things now have changed for the better for camping, especially the amenities toilets and shower rooms are now the norm for mot up to date camping sites. So a bucket being used now would seem very strange. I'm very happy to say that I would not have survived the weeks holidays this family had in their tent, I would have been as sick as the father, with the smells alone, without the shell fish eating. I bought and read this book as it was recommended by a friend who said that it was one of her favourites, and she was right with it being funny!