‘Instead of fighting over sun loungers, it was fighting over high chairs and the last scoop of ice cream’

Amara May

There’s nothing like the feeling of booking a holiday on my dad’s credit card. We are off to Cyprus – never been there before, but I’ve been told there is a wonderful kids club at the hotel.

With the kids off my hands for few hours a day – and my dad also happy to lose them, I might finally have a holiday.