Ahh, holidays in the sun. They always begin with excitement, ramming clothes and jewellery into a suitcase, drinks at the airport bar and a spot of shopping, a gin and some Pringles on the plane before climbing off to be hit in the face by that amazing heat. The days consist of lying on rattan …
We’ve just come home from a week in Spain with the boys. I’m pleased to report it went fairly well. Slightly less sleep then one would like along with slightly less sun bathing opportunities. Oh and please replace “slightly” with “a lot”. I learnt a lot this holiday, some of which I’ll share with you …