Ayia Napa Sun, Sex and Suspicious Parents

This programme contains strong language.

The first ever summer holiday with your mates -

a rite of passage for every teenager.

Freedom...

..temptation...

and excess.

All away from mum and dad.

Absolutely wasted!

If my dad saw me dressed like this,

I would not have a roof over my head.

MUSIC: Theme from The Good, The Bad And The Ugly

But what they don't know is that their parents are coming too,

secretly watching to make sure their kids

can stand on their own two feet.

My God. I can't believe I'm seeing this, actually.

It'll be an eye-opening experience.

Look at the state of your daughter.

But will it bring them closer together?

We're proud to have such a nice child.

You're a credit to our family.

Or drive them further apart?

She's in for a bollocking, dressed like that.

Seriously in for a bollocking.

Coming up...

It's down and out,

down the hatch,

and in your face in Ayia Napa,

as ladies' man David Canning cuts the apron strings...

-Underwear.

-Yep.

-Obviously including trainer socks.

If you showed me him taking drugs quite happily and slapping women,

I would be mortified.

..for one last holiday with the lads.

No!

And rugger-bugger Greg Salmon

pushes himself and his mates to new limits.

Jamie, ... off! Stay here!

This time it's on camera,

and bad luck, Gregs, your dad's watching you.

Gregs, that's not dancing. That's groping.

As the parents spy on their kids...

You and me and a packet of three?

Everything's dangling.

If you knew Daddy was watching you...

-Jump up.

-Ugh!

..and give David and Greg the shock of their lives.

Go on! Give them a big kiss, David!

No way! I'm imagining this.

Blackpool and Royal Air Force applicant David Canning

is getting some last-minute advice from his ex-sergeant dad.

The police are very strict there. Not just because they're soldiers,

but there has been trouble with soldiers.

This part of Cyprus is particularly bad apparently.

'I'm closer to my mum than my dad.'

Mum gets more shocked at the things I do, obviously,

because I tell her more.

Please could you take loads of condoms?

It's fine, I'll bring some. It's OK.

Within the army, what happens overseas, stay overseas.

I think David, with his friends, are the same.

What happens out stays there. Whether it was girls, boys, fights - it doesn't come home.

-Sex in the toilets, snorting coke, whatever.

-Yeah.

David's parents married 20 years ago.

He's the oldest of four and has always admired his dad's army career

and aims to join the forces himself as a fitness instructor for the RAF.

But there's not much basic training for Ayia Napa -

just some final preparations to take care of.

You watch me, I'll watch you.

Going with him are Mad Dog Danny...

Argh!

-Ladies' man, Luke...

-Ohh!

-Immi the joker...

-Aah!

And Chris

the wannabe porn star.

Nngh! Argh!

The most constructive thing I could see coming out of this

is that David takes natural command

of a situation, no matter what it is.

It could be that they fall off the banana boat and run into difficulty,

and David can swim and he goes and rescues them.

It could be that David has shown command, control and initiative,

and that, in itself, will show him in great light for the RAF.

Ow!

In Sussex...

rugby lad Greg Salmon is getting in some last-minute training

with his dad and rugby coach Chris.

Sue suggested you might be going out trying to pull crumpet,

but what you do need is to be a bit careful about...

Whether they're blokes or not.

Greg is Chris's youngest son

and he's always encouraged him to follow in his footsteps and be rugby mad.

Greg's parents split up nine years ago

and he spends his time between his mum and dad

and wants to go to uni and study sport.

Step-mum Tracy's less than impressed.

Chris pampers him completely when they're here.

They don't lift a finger and they just make a mess.

Going with Greg to Ayia Napa are -

Jamie, who likes his booze,

Ben D'Arcy, who likes throwing up.

You don't normally do that.

And Dayle, who likes to get naked.

There have been times when we've been really drunk

that just absolute streams of situations have happened.

People have crapped themselves,

they've had things shoved up their arse.

Everyone going on this holiday has a brand or two, like,

got a beer bottle brand there from when I was really quite young,

that one was from last New Year's Eve.

When you're drunk, anything goes, really.

Dayle!

Greg's dad Chris is all for liberal parenting.

I was allowed to do quite a lot as a youngster.

Hopefully it made me a more capable adult and I'd like the same for Gregs really.

-Morning.

-It's 6am and time for the rugby lads to say goodbye.

See you later, old man.

-Lambrusco first.

-Cheers, guys.

-To Napa.

Happy Napa.

As the boys look forward to more booze on the plane...

Bye-bye, darling. Oh, take care. Love you lots.

..in Blackpool, David can't wait to hit the bright lights of Ayia Napa.

Good lad. Excellent.

Bye, darling. Bye.

-Brilliant. Let's go.

-Go on.

-When I say Ayia, you say Napa. Ayia.

-Napa!

-Ayia.

-Napa!

-Yeah!

Now we're actually on the way, it's like woo!

Both groups are travelling to the beautiful island of Cyprus, home to the clubbing Mecca of Ayia Napa.

Over a quarter of a million revellers visit Napa every summer

and not all of them are renowned for their British reserve.

ALL SHOUT AT ONCE

-Guys, guys.

-5pm, and the rugby lads have landed in Cyprus.

Paralytic from free booze on the flight,

the police have already taken their passport details and threatened to send them home.

THEY LAUGH

Here we go. We may have had a few beverages but...

One too many, maybe, this one.

This is what happens when you race who does the most bevvies.

Then... Then I think...

You won! You won the most bevvies.

-The winner gets a tickle.

-Basically, Jammers, give it a rest.

Jammers, give it a rest. Jammers.

It just got to some extent where...

some of us...

We'll have to look after him, he's such an idiot.

Hang on. Wait.

Darce, Darce, let's go. Let's go.

Jump up. This bloke's an idiot.

Let's go. Darce.

It's... Honestly. It's all right.

Wake up. Darce.

This bloke's just an idiot. He's had one too many sherries.

Kicks off like this.

I do apologise.

We are English. Yes, I understand.

-I think that's quite a cool way to start off, to be honest.

-It is.

To be fair, I do kind of wish I was that passed out, but I'm not.

I don't.

With no taxis willing to take them to town,

it's down to the production team to step in.

Can't believe we're finally here. God's sake.

Meanwhile, David and the Blackpool boys arrive

and their first thoughts also turn to booze.

We need to stock up the fridge.

We'll stock up the fridge and that, get something to eat

to settle our stomachs and then we'll just absolutely get rat-arsed.

Not even funny. How good are these rooms, by the way?

And this room's also got a view.

Chiquita! All right, girls!

HE WHISTLES

You like coming for a drink before we go out? Mine in ten minutes.

After a few toilet stops en route,

the rugby lads check into their hotel

and D'Arcy's back on his feet.

GREG WHISTLES, D'ARCY COUGHS

D'ARCY VOMITS

D'ARCY VOMITS LOUDLY

Well, Darce has had a few beers on the plane and he's chundering,

-basically in a shower.

-I don't have a clue where I am.

Here's a little tickle.

D'ARCY COUGHS

GREG LAUGHS

Mate, we're going to our room now.

What do you mean we're going to our fucking room?

I've just got off a plane, it's midnight, where the fuck am I?

-Mate, we're in Napa, going to our room...

-Brilliant.

-In about an hour's time we're going out.

-We're going out, boys!

That's exactly what we're doing.

I tell you what, this hotel doesn't need any clothes, that's what I'm telling you.

This fucking hotel. Fuck clothes.

Hey, guys!

THEY LAUGH

Lookin' good! Where you from?

-Holland.

-I don't know what that is but I'll have 12 of them.

THEY LAUGH

I've lost all my clothes, all my bags, fuck it...

Watch this for a slap.

This is sick here, mate, we've got a proper room.

We can invite girls back here. It's massive.

I was expecting, like, a little, like, gay little room.

Despite having only just recovered, the boys start drinking again.

-Do you want a beer or what?

-I want some food, mate. You want any food?

No, I've got beers.

The Blackpool boys have already pulled.

Trouble is, there's five of them, but only two girls - blonde Catherine and brunette Lily.

-Where you from?

-Reading.

-Reading.

-Are you coming out for a night out with us?

-We are.

Ever been to the other places like Magaluf? Where did you go out there?

The only worries I've got about David about any time,

but particularly being away in a foreign country,

is drugs. It's just something that will ruin his life.

It's really nice I'm away for a week.

I'm free, I get to do what I want, be myself and just party,

and if anything happens, it happens,

I go back to Blackpool and have my normal life again.

ALL SHOUT AT ONCE

CHEERING

And David's up for new experiences, even if they do mess with his head.

DAVID LAUGHS

-Yes!

-I can't hear anything!

With Catherine in tow, David's a man on a mission.

Greg, just like his dad, is always one for a dare.

Mate, have a go, I reckon you could dive into the pool from here. Go.

-Fuck no.

-Seriously don't.

No, you could, you could.

-Have a go.

-No, shut up.

-Why? Pussy.

-You won't dive into the pool.

-No, I won't.

You're right there, Greg, well done.

It's 2am and Greg and his mates finally hit the town.

DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

MUSIC: "OMG" by Usher

# There's so many ways to love you... #

At the other end of the strip, most of the Blackpool boys have their hands in the air,

except David, whose got his hands full with Catherine.

I just thought it was boring that him and Chris

fucking just danced with them two girls all night.

We're not here to fucking stick to two girls like magnets.

If you're going to like one of us, you'll have to choose someone.

It's like, the end of the day, you started talking to me, so I thought to myself, obviously,

you must think I'm quite attractive a little bit.

Not being big-headed, but if you didn't, you'd have danced with someone else.

Am I going to your apartment or are you coming to mine?

It's day two and it looks like David got lucky last night.

-He's got to be in her room or fucking Greek guys took him somewhere.

-He's here!

-David!

-What the fuck!

I've been fucking ringing.

How many missed calls have you got on your phone?

I've got no missed calls. What are you talking about?

I rang you. I rang everyone.

-Your phone not answering, your...

-You've been over there, haven't you?

-That's the only place I could stay.

-Did you shag her?

-No, did I fuck?!

-Boring.

-Boring?

I was banging on the door for fucking ages last night.

-I thought you stayed at her's.

-No, I was like... Fuck's sake, they wouldn't wake up,

I was like... "Fuck it, I'll go back to Catherine's."

I didn't get laid. I didn't even try anything.

I was more pissed off that I couldn't get in my own bed and sleep.

I was chatting to her anyway and she's up for meeting up another night,

so I was happy for us to, like, just go to sleep.

David kept his hands to himself.

If only Mad Dog Danny would do the same.

LOUD SLAP Ahh! Fucking idiot.

THEY LAUGH

Today the parents are leaving for Ayia Napa.

I just hope he doesn't do anything that he will regret

or look back on and think, "Actually, I really wish I hadn't done that."

And David's dad Paul is also concerned.

One misdemeanour this stage of his life, for a bit of fun,

could ruin what he's planned as his own personal career.

At the hotel David and the lads have been joined by Catherine,

but not everyone's pleased to see her.

We're on holiday together, us five.

What's the point in hanging around just two girls, the same girl, all the time?

While Danny's sulking, Chris is happy to get into the party spirit.

As long as I make people laugh, I'm happy.

That's my aim. Aim of the game.

As long as people are happy, I'm happy.

David's making the most of having fun now,

as he hopes he'll soon be in the RAF.

I have to start manning up now and becoming a real man instead of just a young lad who,

"Oh, I can get away doing anything. I'll just go on holiday." It's like,

"Shit, I have to start thinking about my life and what I want to do

"and is the RAF my real career, what I want to do, and pick it and stick at it?"

His dad is proud of him for following in his footsteps,

but David feels they've recently drifted apart.

I'd like to spend more time with my dad and get to know him better.

Maybe, when he retires, I'll have an opportunity to seek more time with him,

go to football games or rugby. He really likes watching rugby.

On the other side of the island, Greg and David's parents meet for the first time,

before their mission begins.

ALL TALK AT ONCE

-Looking forward to it?

-Yeah, very much so.

Totally surreal. Lovely.

It is wet T-shirt time!

It might be day time,

but that doesn't stop the rugby boys from continuing the party.

Oh, yeah, just check the size of them buggers out!

We've got a couple of watermelons on there!

I think you're well aware they're going to over-drink and act up and horse around,

but I think you hope they do it with honesty, integrity and without malice.

-You got something you're hoping for from it?

-Um, yeah,

just to find out that David is the sort of honest,

self-assured, confident sort of person that he always seems to be to us.

CROWD CHANTS: Off! Off! Off! Off!

Get those titties, get those titties, get those titties out!

Get those titties, get those titties, get those titties out!

Danny's looking forward to drinking with the lads,

but David has other thoughts.

Here they are.

My God. It's really hot.

-Girls, are you playing drinking games?

-No.

-Why not?

-Here, babe, go on.

-That's not really fair.

-It is. If you win you get to pick your...

-That's not a small shot either, is it?

No, it is a very small one.

The two girls are here from the other hotel,

so hopefully, they can come over and stay out with us all night

and maybe what happens happens.

Let's go.

Guarantee, every night we go out - hammered.

We won't fucking let it down. Every night I go out, I'll be smashed.

Stand up. Stand up. Turn round.

No!

'My best experience with a girl has to be,'

bent over, she was bent over,

her bum like this...

-No!

-I couldn't help myself from licking her bumhole.

You're filthy.

Catherine feels the friction in the group, so tries to make amends.

Surprisingly, Chris's unconventional chat-up lines seem to be working.

In Ayia Napa,

anything goes and a lot of clubbers get dressed up to go out.

Well, I have to say...

But they're usually a bit younger.

-First night in Cyprus and I'm dressing up as an alien.

-Have I got any heels?

The parents are donning cunning disguises, as in a few minutes,

they'll be just feet away from their kids,

observing their every move.

In the rugby lads' hotel,

the boys are more interested in the pleasures of the flesh.

Look at this girl, she's got two huge penises in her mouth at once.

-She's not breathing.

-She is taking that!

And D'Arcy's back to square one.

Show me how you throw up!

GIBBERISH

Raw chicken, raw chicken.

Eat raw chicken.

Excuse me, folks.

-Sweat like a pig otherwise.

-Yeah.

I'll take that off because David bought me it and he might recognise it.

You look like the dog.

Are you calling me a dog?!

SLURRED SPEECH

Can we get a translator?

Not content with just drinking all the booze,

someone's poured vodka over Greg's clothes,

and he's determined to find the culprit.

You swear on your life that you didn't pour alcohol on my clothes?

Swear on my life. Greg, Greg.

-Mate, fuck off! Fuck off.

-Why?

Mate, I want to go on my own, please, just stay there?

I just want to go on my own.

Please, seriously, fuck off, Jamie, cos I'm going to get annoyed.

Fucking stay here. Jamie, fuck off.

Stay here.

I've got a bit of a short fuse and things like that fuck me off.

Having wrecked Greg's clothes, the boys turn their attention to the kitchen.

Move out of the way, Jamie, you idiot.

Are you going to fight with me as well?

No, I'm going to put that back. Move out of the way.

I am the screwdriver.

The fact that it's still plugged into the electrics

isn't going to stop Jamie.

..Then you can undo the screws and put this massive heating unit,

and, like, I love heating units.

Ours is...

Shall we go out? We're going to the strip.

I was just speaking to the camera...

-Jamie, Jamie...

-Look, I'm going.

Despite the tension, both sets of lads are on the strip.

Little do they know, the people who've just walked by

in ridiculous costumes, are their parents.

The parents are perched on a nearby balcony.

So tempted to just take off the mask and go, "David!"

You can't do that. It's so near, but so far.

If their kids spot them now, it will be game over.

He's going on the bucking bronco?

David hand-in-hand with a blonde girl.

With a beautiful blonde, yes.

I reckon we got away with it.

I noticed one spot, a couple of the lads looking back this direction,

but it was just vague.

I think anything was vague looks.

Yeah, there was no pointing, no sort of, "Look up there", even,

"Look at those characters", never mind knowing who we were.

I don't think their eyes were looking that far, they were too blurred.

Both sets of lads have moved on down the strip,

giving the parents the chance to escape undetected.

Greg's ditched Dayle and Jamie for some prettier drinking buddies at a silent disco.

-Get your boobs out.

-Do you dare me?

< Yeah!

Short on cash, Greg's got a great way to get free drinks.

Let me get a straw. Let's go!

Me and Dom basically don't have much money left, so we've gone round

mine-sweeping, which basically means...

You go round and you pinch people's drinks, man.

Fucking SoCo is actually nice.

The following morning.

It's the parents' first chance to discover what their kids get up to on holiday.

'Oh!

-'He's fallen out!

-Just tipped him out the wheelchair!

'Oh, and he's wet himself!'

He's such an idiot.

-I've been in that state. More than once.

-Yep.

Thankfully, I've only been sick a couple of times, but...

-You've missed out.

-Oh, no.

One-nil to Ben.

They're dancing. I can see that much.

There's that girl David was with.

So that looks like that must be David.

That's David.

-His tongue.

-Tonsil touching.

-Tongues are involved.

That's all right.

Very pleased to see. That's lovely.

-Yeah, but...that.

-They're having a gang bang!

-I was going to say, is that Chris and David?

-That's Chris and David.

Going back with a blonde? Oh, right, OK.

-She was bent over...

-That's Chris.

Her bum like this.

I couldn't help myself from licking her bum hole.

-Ugh!

-What's he saying?

-That's grim!

-They're talking about rimming, here, I think.

-Oh, yes!

-That's grim.

Do you feel relieved that was Chris not David?

Not particularly bothered, I mean,

if David wants to do stuff like that to a girl, then so be it, I mean...

If that was David, Granny couldn't see that.

No, I wouldn't want my mum and dad... I think she'd be deeply shocked.

You go around, when there's like a drink left, you take it,

mine-sweep, drink it.

I don't know whether that's common practice at home when they go out.

-I don't know.

-You have got the worry factor of, the different types of drinks

that he's drinking, one or more of them could be spiked.

He could be seriously ill, taken to hospital whatever,

and all the problems that go with that.

I think you've got to let them get on and do their own thing.

You can't wrap them up in cotton wool.

Part of growing up is taking some risks

and doing some daft things sometimes and I think

those people that never do anything, never take any risks,

probably don't become the most capable adults.

On the other side of town,

the rugby lads are showing just how capable they really are.

Aw! LAUGHS

Sick everywhere.

-Guys, what's this?

-Aw, it's everywhere.

Dayle, mate.

Did you just, projectile down?

Can't remember.

And then it's time for some home improvements.

-Woo!

-Ooh! Woo!

Oh, yes!

And with divisions forming in the group,

D'Arcy tries to patch things up.

Can you say sorry to Greg?

-What?

-For last night.

He was being really stubborn, I know that, but...

I'll try and just swallow my pride, and just say, "I'm very sorry,

"Greg, for whatever I did", just to smooth things over.

It's worth saying sorry.

That's the thing. I don't feel sorry in the slightest.

-Mate, I'm sorry about last night.

-That's cool.

Let's make sure today is a really good day

to make up for yesterday's shenanigans.

I thought yesterday was good.

And while the kids are by the pool,

their parents are on a mission to David and Greg's hotels.

It's a pig-sty.

It's good to see that they've unpacked properly

and organised everything.

Beautiful. Look at that.

How about that for beautifully clean, tidy, immaculate?

Oh, my giddy aunt. You seen the cards?

It smells in here.

That wasn't the pack that I gave them to play at home.

Whoever he's sharing with is obviously as OCD and anal as David is.

Oh, look, the wardrobes are empty!

-They've not unpacked yet.

-Oh, oh!

There's the condoms. But they're not used yet.

You and me and a packet of three?

There is... One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight...

Then he's either took some with him and lost them,

lent them out to somebody else to use,

blown them up as a balloon like you can do

if they haven't got horrible-tasting spermicide on.

I'd rather he use them or share them because that blonde girl

looked nice and up David's alley, so, yes, hopefully.

I think I might have another shower.

Go and disinfect!

David would go mad if he knew we were doing this.

Glad that's through.

Tonight, everyone is planning a big night out.

It's now 10:00pm, and the rugby lads are on the strip.

Jamie's enjoying his own company, while Greg's enjoying the ladies.

Jamie's had a few too many.

Jamie's gone.

The Blackpool boys are on the other end of the strip,

and with a new bunch of girls,

and this time there's one each, apart from for the loved-up Danny.

Sammi, we're starting with you, truth or dare?

-How many people have you slept with?

-This holiday.

How many people you slept with?

-One, is it true?

-Yeah.

Dave, Dave, right.

I dare you to take your shirt off, take your shorts off,

run all the way to the bottom, all the way back, in your boxers.

CHEERING

I knew he'd do that.

I'd say bro's before ho's.

That's how it goes - bro's before ho's.

But when there's pussy on the line, Chris, David, Immi, Luke...

They're like that....

Gagging for it. They can smell it in the air.

It's 2am and Chris and Tracey are off to Starsky's

to catch a sneaky peek of Greg.

Give her a kiss.

SHE SCREAMS

They'll be watching from the manager's office

just above the main dance floor.

He's got someone on his back.

Being so close means the parents can watch live camera pictures on a screen.

Smile for the camera. We are upstairs, we can see you.

If only he knew!

-Where's he going?

-We need to tell him that not a good look.

That's not a good look!

Greg, that's not dancing, that's groping.

Oh, my word, here we go! Tongues again!

If you knew Daddy was watching you!

Gregs, leave her bum alone.

He's outside the door.

He's just out there.

We could literally go out and touch him.

Yeah...

Bloody hell, that's close!

It would be so easy for the manager to walk in through the door,

open it up and then blow the whole thing.

At 4am Chris and Tracey leave the boys to it and head to bed.

I think Greg's pulling girls and that,

of course there's going to be a bit of pride.

That's my boy, isn't it?

He's obviously learned something from me.

I can't believe what time it is.

By the time we get to bed it will be five o'clock.

It's day four, and the parents meet up

to see what else the boys got up to last night.

-Nervous?

-Well, apprehensive, yes. Nervous, no.

I would like to spend more time with my dad

and get to know him a bit better.

Maybe when he retires I'll have an opportunity

to go out to football games or rugby, cos he really likes watching rugby.

-Thank you, David.

-What a little star. Bless him.

That's exactly what I've said on camera.

We work different hours, I work 60 hours a week,

he works maybe 70 hours a week.

We haven't grown apart, we do talk...

But it's nice that he recognises why.

It's not a blame thing.

He recognises that you're having to work...

Put the hours in to get the money.

To get by.

Can you say sorry to Greg?

-What?

-For last night. He's being really stubborn, I know that.

I was very, very drunk last night,

but it's nothing compared to what he's done, much worse probably.

I'm sorry about last night.

As you say, as they say,

he's the first one to play jokes and stuff on other people.

Greg probably does get his own way a fair amount.

I guess the fact that there's a family split

and things probably don't help that.

They do basically get whatever they want. It's not rigid.

They do their school, they do their home stuff and whatever else.

But whenever he wants to go out, he goes out, it's not a big favour

to come and see his dad to get what he wants cos he does it once he's home.

-So, as he said, he's spoilt.

-All right then.

'Dave, Dave.'

I dare you to take your shirt off, take your shorts off,

run all the way to the bottom and all the way back just in your boxers.

Piece of cake, even I'd do that!

-In boxers?

-You don't keep his boxers on, that's not fair.

Totally naked. That's not a dare!

It's not, is it?

The worry I have with the youngsters is

sometimes they do things which put themselves in danger.

Greg probably takes things further than I used to.

He's gone to the next level.

Things like this tombstoning, jumping off cliffs into shallow water...

I never knew that in my day, but now it seems to be rife.

I don't dissuade them from doing things

cos I always think you want to experience things in life.

I've always played tricks and silly games on the boys.

Unfortunately, being a nurse,

I have actually looked after some poor guy...

I wouldn't actually call...

I suppose it is a prank. He had his drink spiked,

obviously didn't realise, don't know what it was with,

but he thought he could fly.

He was on the 25th floor of this apartment building,

climbed on the balcony, trying to fly and dropped like a stone, obviously,

into the swimming pool and he is paralysed.

If Greg was on his own... I'm just thinking,

supposing he'd mine-swept a drink that had been spiked?

I seriously think that David would not do mine-sweeping

because he'd think that was dirty.

Because other people have been drinking out the glasses

and possibly spitting in them, I don't know.

He'd think it was dirty,

he'd think it was beneath him to not buy himself a drink.

How cheap could you be to have to...

That wouldn't enter his concept, that wouldn't enter his world.

You are right there.

But, as usual, Greg's dad is more relaxed about risky behaviour.

The chances are I'm not going to stop that one.

It may happen from time to time.

But I can't get overly hung up on it.

It's 4pm, and Paul and Sue are heading off on their first lone spy mission.

Do you want to go up and see how high it is?

I'd go up there.

In just a few minutes David and Chris

will be bungee-jumping 200 feet above Ayia Napa.

Those rocks are very close to the surface.

No.

But just as they are having their doubts,

David arrives and mum and dad have to hide away in a Portakabin.

Are you jumping today?

-Us two.

-Two of you.

'We are planning on going naked, if that's OK?'

It is actually free if you go naked.

'Go naked as well, Dave.'

Do it naked. Just do it, mate.

I can imagine Chris doing it naked,

because he's quite happy to flash his bits.

Come on then, naked boy.

That is high!

-Oh, my God!

-I bet he shits himself on the way down.

-That's fucking horrible, mate!

-Wow!

I never realised he had two tattoos.

Everything is dangling!

Oh, my God - that is scary!

I'll be like, fucking yeah!

Dave, watch how high it is as well.

The nerves are kicking in a little bit. It's like...

-Reality is setting in.

-Yeah.

Oh, my God.

He's realising how high it is.

Right... Hands on the handrails, toes right on the edge, please.

-He could say, "I don't want to do it."

-3, 2, 1!

Swallow dive.

Beautiful swallow dive.

-That's probably the best thing yet.

-I was a bit of a pussy at the beginning, wasn't I?

-Is it better than sex?

-I'd say it's better than sex, probably.

-It depends how shit your sex life is.

-Then to add to Sue's nerves, David decides to call his mum.

Mum, guess what I've just done.

I'm in the middle of a museum at the moment, I can't talk really loudly.

'I know, yeah,'

-banana boating?

-No, bungee-jumping.

It's the best thing I've ever done in my life. It's such a good feeling.

Chris did it naked as well.

Mum is laughing.

She's in a museum, she can't really talk.

See you later. Love you.

'Bye.'

MOUTHS: They're there.

OK.

I think he was about there when we spoke to him. About 15 metres away.

-But he was two or three metres past us twice, walking in and walking out.

-Yeah.

If he'd have knocked on the door or been inquisitive...

I was so thinking that Chris would have thought that was the toilet and try and open the door.

Please, I hope to God somebody has locked this door behind us

and they can't get in, otherwise our whole cover is blown.

It was absolutely great. To do that and know we got away with it.

After yet more drinking the rugby lads hit The Strip.

The boys soon reach Pirates Bar, where they are quick to try out the main attraction.

And they all seem to be getting on without any arguments.

We need to go back in there, we've got some Jagers.

We've got free Jagers in the club.

We've got free Jagers in there.

SHOUTING

Greg's promise of free Jagerbombs, a potent

mix of Red Bull and Jagermeister, goes down a treat with his mates.

And while they wait outside...

-Greg gives their drinks to the girls.

-I like you.

And it's not long before divisions in the group start to grow.

We have a problem. What time is it?

As much as I love Gregory Salmon, he's a giant douche bag.

I actually like him more when he's not here.

Literally, he said to us free Jagers.

He fucks off with some ugly tart, leaves us with the leftover fishbowls.

I don't even want to drink this but I'm going to.

I'm thirsty. Very sore throat.

Here is Greg bell-end.

There's the giant twat. Where's your bird?

Where's our free Jagerbombs?

I was going to get you one.

INAUDIBLE SPEECH

Where's ours?

I know, she's not here because there is no free Jagerbombs.

-All there is is a fishbowl.

-We did you get the fishbowls from?

I found it on the table.

-Can I have a little bit of my fishbowl that I've just paid for?

-No! You can fuck off.

The Blackpool boys are getting on a bit better, and trying to get drunk quicker by eyeballing vodka.

With the girls they met last night.

Eyeballing vodka is dangerous and can severely damage your eyesight.

And it has also left the boys blissfully unaware of the new arrivals on The Strip.

It's got a great atmosphere.

Tonight, both sets of parents are joining forces to observe their sons at a foam party at Club Ice.

The worrying thing is we don't know where the boys are.

They are supposed to be close but...

It could be any one of these places.

Just as the parents go undercover in the kitchen, David and his mates arrive out front.

-That's David, I recognise the shorts.

-He's got a posse.

Oh, have we got girls?

With Greg barely talking to his mates, the rugby lads aren't exactly a team.

He hasn't got a clue on dancing, has he?

No, a lot of blokes don't.

That's it girls, go for it.

I don't understand it at all.

Jamie is absolutely covered in it.

Everybody point to this guy here and say - sit down two inches.

I don't quite get...

SHOUTING IN BAR CONTINUES

-Greg is just...

-He's got the band around his head.

'Sit down, you fat bastard.'

CHANTING CONTINUES

I still don't get what's going on here, perhaps I'm thick.

Greg doesn't seem to be particularly...

-With anybody. Just...

-He doesn't seem to be particularly happy either, I don't know.

He's just drifting round in his own little world.

-He is.

-There's a lot going on.

It's not actually centred around him.

He looks almost as if he's planning a getaway there.

-I've had enough of this, let's go.

-Yes.

I don't know how much discussion there was about it.

-Greg did look as though he was getting a bit bored with it for a while.

-I got that impression, yeah.

-He didn't seem happy.

-No.

At only at one stage... He didn't want to join in the party game.

Even was called a fat bastard and he still didn't join in.

-He just walked off.

-But he never has really joined in with the games.

-He got away without a slapped face there.

-Yes.

He does it in such a cheeky manner.

Here we are, that's our doorway back there.

-It looks like it.

-They are only just outside this doorway.

That's very clever.

That's the bar we came through.

This is cool, it's nice and warm.

It's 4am before the Blackpool boys finally leave Club Ice,

allowing our undercover parents some fun of their own.

Before they head back to the hotel.

Lovely.

Despite a late night, both sets of parents are keen to watch their kids' candid moments one last time.

First up, it's Greg.

It's 'lick the chocolate off the biscuit'.

And the girl has got to suck the chocolate off the biscuit and the boy was saying, no biting.

-It's another typical British abroad sexual innuendo game, isn't it?

-Exactly.

It's very hard if the biscuits have been kept in the fridge.

I think Dad knows I'm a bit of a prankster and I go out drinking a lot and things like that,

but I think he could understand that

because I know when he was a boy he was similar to me, he used to go out on the lash every weekend.

He's told me so many stories, which is probably a bad idea because it's made me more like it.

Despite seeing the boy's antics, Chris doesn't think they need to change their risk-taking behaviour.

It's a side of you sometimes that sees things and thinks, "Yeah, good boy. Well done, you are learning."

Some of the physical things would be more extreme that he does.

If you are the sort of person that likes pranks and likes hijinks,

then there's always a risk that you are going to overstep the mark at some stage.

But David is a bit different from his dad.

I actually don't like the fact of drugs or anything.

I would try things. I'd like to try the feeling of mushrooms, tripping out and having a good trip.

But I wouldn't like it because you would be out of your own control.

I've tried weed a little bit but that's it, that's the only thing I've tried.

I don't think my dad would be that bothered. You want to experience something.

That's the time he was so sick in the toilet.

Yeah.

Right, OK. It's not news to me.

Yes, the news he has tried weed was new to me.

He's told me.

It's interesting, I will have a word with him because...

Again, explain the dangers of going down that road.

I mean, how little or how occasional it is,

it's a dangerous game to go down.

I accept that yes, he does drink to excess but it's not illegal and it won't stop his career.

Drugs will stop his career dead.

Probably for the first time you've seen a more agitated Paul.

He obviously wasn't comfortable with that. I can understand that because

I really don't want Greg taking drugs and experimenting...

But, hopefully, I've got a fairly stable way of dealing with that.

It probably doesn't wind me up quite like it does Paul, but I really don't want him to do it.

At reception David has arranged to meet Catherine for one last time, in the hope of staying in touch.

But Catherine prefers to play it cool.

Is it all right if I get your number?

OK, that's cool.

Is this for you, this little minibus?

Yeah.

-Get home safe and everything like that.

-He's getting it.

-See you later.

-Enjoy the rest of your holiday, see you later.

I'm going to miss her a bit but it's been nice to meet her, she's a lovely girl.

I hope she has a good life and takes care of herself.

It's the end of five days of secretly watching their son.

Tonight, Chris and Tracey are going to reveal all to Greg.

It's a scary moment.

We find out how he reacts. We will confront him with what he's been up to.

I can't wait to see his face!

With their holiday almost over, tonight the boys are off for dinner at a Greek taverna.

# ..God save our Queen! #

Hopefully he's not drunk so much he doesn't even recognise us.

The restaurant owners have set Greg a challenge.

As Chris and Tracey arrive only metres away,

Greg has to balance as many glasses on his head as possible.

-I can see him. He's got a glass on his head.

-Yeah.

But a tipsy Greg is finding it hard.

He's having a glass put on his head.

He hasn't even noticed.

What the fuck!

What the...?

Gregs, you and I need a few words.

Tracey and I have been following you around town.

No way! I'm imagining this.

Shall I help you off with that?

Please do.

What the fuck!

Unbelievable.

So unbelievably... When I was standing there...

Are you all right? You're looking pretty tanned.

At that first club, you were at the bar upstairs.

You and Darcy was standing at the top together by the closed bar.

-Yeah, yeah.

-Right behind you was a door.

We were standing behind that door, 10 ft away.

I'm still convinced I'm seeing things at the moment.

-I've just drunk a lot, I'm passed out somewhere in the street, this is a vision!

-We know everything, yeah.

That is weird.

What the hell?!

This is mental.

This is the last thing I would have imagined.

Is it all right if I sit Chris down and tell them what a twat Greg is?

I'm so sorry but your son is just a twat.

Chris decides to explain to Greg what a week of spying has revealed.

Interesting watching how you act within the group of four guys.

You are quite pushy and demanding with them, aren't you?

-You want to get your own way with them a lot.

-I'm the organiser.

He wants to be numero uno.

There were quite a few occasions where you are not prepared to

forgive until they apologise to you, but you can never apologise back.

I made Darcy and James says sorry to me.

Yeah, but there have been other occasions.

It got made up each time but they apologised to you,

and then you give them a hug but you never managed to say, "Sorry, mate."

I'm not going to say sorry for something I haven't done wrong. They know that they were in the wrong.

How do you know that you haven't been wrong, too?

You can see tell-tale signs where maybe I've been a bit soft and

he has been able to get his own way from time to time.

But I think he's ready to go off to university.

Yes, he will overdo things and do some daft things from time to time but fundamentally

he's going to be able to survive when he goes out to the big wide world.

This whole experience has brought us slightly closer together because of the fact now they know - in depth -

what goes on when we go on holidays like this.

Cheers, guys.

-Happy holidays.

-As Chris and Tracy have a drink with the lads...

Paul and Sue are preparing to reveal themselves to David.

On a scale of 1-10, I'm a 12.

I'm really, really excited.

We watched everything you've done and we now know what you get up to.

The Blackpool boys are heading out for one last blow-out on The Strip.

Let's make the most of it, let's get ratted!

And they're up for a big night.

Metres away, Paul and Sue arrive.

-Now we've just got to try and spot him. Where is he?

-In the red shirt.

-Oh, yeah - there.

-David, David!

Ha, ha! It's his mum and dad.

Go and give them a big kiss, David!

How did you get here? How long...?

-We've been here five days.

-We've been here all the time watching you.

Remember when you were over there on that bucking Bronco?

See up there...

Up there... We were in costumes.

I was an alien, he was Frankenstein.

We were up there watching you. You were atrocious.

-We know everything about this week.

-LAUGHTER

Every night they'd been watching us, every day, fancy dress and that.

They've been following as every day.

David, I saw you doing that dare,

getting in your black boxers

and running down the street.

-Did you see us bungee-jumping?

-Oh! That was lovely.

Who went naked? Who's the donkey man?

LAUGHTER

-Hung like a donkey.

-We've seen the photos now.

-Your mum will be so proud of you, Chris.

-What is your mum going to say about you?

-She'll be proud of me.

-That's all right then.

-What's this magic mushrooms?

-Yeah, I want to try them to see what they are like.

You can forget that, my friend!

-No magic mushrooms.

-You can forget that.

LAUGHTER

Yeah... That is a no-no.

Are we getting wasted then or not?

Yeah, now we have to now.

To be honest, I was speechless at first.

I didn't know what to say, I just couldn't stop laughing.

I would have fucking died, I would've been so embarrassed that my mum and dad were there.

I wouldn't know what to say to them.

He handled it well, I reckon.

Next day, mum and dad talk through their impressions of the week.

I would love to say to you that I was very proud of A, the way you behaved and the way

you comported yourself, and also your mature attitude regarding

your relationship with your father.

Literally, it made me feel very proud that you could be adult enough

to say that and not think, "Oh, Dad doesn't care or whatever,"

and just let it drift.

I'm glad that you are proud of me waiting to go in the RAF.

I just got the text now, I can't wait to join up and grow up and be a man now really.

It's been a privilege to have done this.

I'm really pleased and proud that you are my son.

And, just like Paul, Greg's dad is also preparing for his son to fly the nest.

We've seen quite a lot of what you been up to.

It's great to see you being able to go out and do things on your own

and know that you can survive and keep yourself in one piece and make it back afterwards.

Give me a little hug.

Sentimental twat!

But things didn't end there for Greg.

In an echo of Sue's concerns about his behaviour, he had a serious accident.

At 8am on the final morning of the trip when filming had finished, Greg, who had had a big night out,

dived into the shallow end of the pool.

He broke a vertebra and spent 10 days recovering in hospital with a concerned dad at his bedside.

Fortunately he is now expected to make a full recovery,

but he's had to postpone going to university for a year.

It does make me think I need to be more cautious but...

I can't see myself limiting myself that much and being really cautious

as a person, because that's not what I'm like.

Yeah, it does make you think twice a little bit, definitely

when it comes to diving into pools and stuff like that, I will always think twice about that.

Next time in Kavos in Corfu, the girls get messy.

Dare to bare all in fancy dress...

And test the nerves of one of the UK's strictest dads.

-That is ridiculous.

-It is.

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