9 Things You'll Only Understand If You Had A Wexford Mobile Home

9 Things You'll Only Understand If You Had A Mobile Home In Wexford

If you're from Dublin, or any city for that matter, you'll know summer in the city growing up was pure and utter shite. All your friends were away on holiday, you were probably forced to go into some crap summer camp and it was generally very bleak.

But not if you had a mobile home in Wexford. The sunny South-East was a haven for teenagers for a myriad of reasons. You never had to worry about people heading on holidays because everyone was on their holidays. You were constantly occupied with things to do and you just generally had a class time.

However, there are some unspoken aspects that you'll only understand if you were there in the flesh.

1. There was a very definite hierarchy of groups

Within each age group there consisted multiple cliques which followed a specific hierarchy as follows; the cool kids, the kids who were normal and sometimes hung around with the cool kids but were never quite 'in', the weirdos and of course, the outsiders.

2. Jumping off a pier was the highlight of your day

You would aim to 'go jumping' at least three times a week, anyone who didn't jump was considered a wuss.

3. You shared your first drinking experience down there

The year is 2009, you've brought a few of your friends from home down – shits about to happen. You drink half a litre of Fat Frog and have the best night of your life – a memory you'll always cherish.

4. From here on you spent your entire time down there drunk

Once you got it out of the way, Wexford became a place where drinking became the only thing to do. You'd get the 'older kids' to buy you cans and had a merry old time.

5. You lit a bonfire whenever humanly possible

Collecting firewood was a community effort and the entire day would be devoted to gathering as much of it as you could. Your clothes would reek of smoke for days but you didn't care because you would wear them again for the next bonfire.

6. You would walk an hour to the local town to get chicken fillet rolls and ice pops

It wasn't the destination, it was the journey...

7. When someone called your mobile home a caravan you got so defensive

Sorry man, does a caravan have two toilets, three bedrooms and a bunk-bed. I don't feckin' think so.

8. The weather was always better than Dublin

It seemed you lived in a little pocket of Ireland that was in some sort of vortex of Spanish weather. To be honest, even if it was overcast you could still boast to your mates about how much warmer it was in Wexford...