I overheard the most ridiculous comment on my way home tonight that 'you have to go abroad with families these days, because you can't guarantee the weather in the UK'.
YOU CAN'T GUARANTEE THE WEATHER ANYWHERE IF YOU KEEP JETTING OFF FOR YOUR HOLIDAYS.
Which reminded me of the wonderful trip we had to Clovelly at Easter, or C-lovely as my kids nicknamed it.
You see, the whole reason we went here is that it was Easter and there was an unseasonably cold north wind. Clovelly, we reasoned, would be warmer because the wind would be going over the top. Microclimate and all that.
We had to swallow a hefty car park and visitors fee at the top, but we had such a laugh going down. There is a long and cobbly 'track' down to the village, which my 2-year old decided he wanted to walk down at the same time as the stragglers from a coach load of 50-somethings.
Except the 50-somethings:
a) Swore (literally) that no-one had told them it was cobbled
b) Or such a long way
c) And were wearing slippers. Or maybe flip-flops
d) And were obviously more used to Torremolinos. Or maybe Port el Kantaoui
So the further they got down, the more they moaned, prompting a joke that it would never have passed modern day health and safety regulations.
Still no laughter.
At this stage a bystander, clearly a local, suggested what was needed was some tarmac and a handrail. Comedy moment, indeed.
Anyway, to get back to where this rant started, if you want Torremolinos, then keep away from Clovelly. But if you prefer your climate change to be local, Devon is one of the finest places to be. read more