Both my kids are sick. Both have colds. My eldest has a recurrence of pinworm that didn’t show it’s head until 11pm last night and ultimately resulted in me sleeping (badly) on her floor. Then, as we finally pull away from the hovel of disease that is our house, my drivers side front coil spring snaps and hey presto, we no longer have a drivable car.
So, what’s your worst holiday experience?
When we went to Wales when I was 8, the pet hamster we’d inexplicably brought with us escaped and then in an unrelated incident my mam set fire to the holiday cottage. What is it with Wales?!