I open my eyes to the sound of ducks quacking and the children giggling in the next room… We must be on a family holiday! I roll myself up into my quilt and ponder over today’s choice of activities… Every morning at the caravan starts the same- get dressed into our swimming cosies, have breakfast and head straight to the swimming pool before 10am. My usual school day mornings consist of a tug of war act between myself and the children then a high speed run to the bus stop… I much prefer this routine!
Most school day mornings I pull on something that resembles “mummy wear” but when we are away I put on holiday clothes… you know the ones… come rain or shine we don’t care- these items are holiday clothes, they are bright, fun and make us feel relaxed… Not forgetting the flip flops we purchased especially for THIS holiday. Adding ourselves to the long queue of families who have also got into the full swing of the holidays, Mum holding back the children from excitement and Dad balancing every form of inflatable he could find from previous holidays before this one. Screaming children fill the pool, dare devil preschoolers splashing about without arm bands and fearless other children jumping into the deep end… What is it about holidays that seems to fill our children with beaming confidence and energy?! They always seem to learn so much more when you surround whatever it is with the “holiday” concept…
Swimming is over and now it’s time to plan our day while hubby cooks bacon sandwiches for lunch, as of course “naughty food” is allowed without guilt because we’re on holiday! So, I’ll have 3 bacon sandwiches please.. with ketchup! Next on our list is crazy golf where everyone suddenly starts taking it all a bit too seriously and it appears I am suddenly married to Tiger Woods??! Grab a quick drink, then head to the beach and arcades.
So many British holiday makers flip flopping along the sea front, clanging penny machines and shops filled with holidays gifts you would only ever buy when on holiday… “Ooooh Susan would love that rather rude shaped fridge magnet! Bet she’s never seen one with Yarmouth printed on it before!”… Kerching! Purchased!
Children high on excitement/sugar, Mummy and Daddy exhausted after just one day but would take it over an average working/school day any day of the week because we are on holiday and get to eat fish and chips on the beach!! Waves clashing over a white sandy beach, 2 adults 2 children cuddled up with fish and chips… 15 silent munching minutes… Nothing else to say- it’s perfection in itself!
Back to the caravan to reboot our energy and head to the club house! A night of music, dancing, acts and entertainment, my children have to ability to save energy for a power burst late at night, only reserved for the famous club house! Twirly circles, karate moves and piggy back rides end out night. Tucked up in bed the kids sleep deeply, dreaming of the activities ahead tomorrow and I congratulate myself on not having to spend a lot of money to give the children a holiday to remember.
I had many summers as a child bouncing to and from the sea side while some of my friends had one big holiday a year abroad. My year was filled with numerous fun filled holidays that didn’t cost the world, making it more enjoyable for my parents and us too. As I’ve grown up, I too enjoy taking my children on a British camping holiday… Don’t get me wrong- we also save up once every few years for the occasional holiday abroad, but in the meantime right now my children enjoy their mornings being filled with duck quacks and cuddles on a windy beach with fish and chips…
With thanks to Hopton/Wild Duck Caravans!