Family holidays have changed a lot since I was a child in the 80s; the closest we got to visiting a Caribbean island was the Isle of Wight. We still laugh about the crocodile from Pontins holiday camp. Remember him?
Of course, there’s nothing wrong with a UK break. I’ve taken my daughter to plenty of caravan parks, so I appreciate the joy of a staycation. But as a young child, the possibility of flying to the other side of the Atlantic, to an island paradise like Beaches Turks & Caicos - with unlimited ice creams, a pirate-themed water park and the chance to hang out with the cast of Sesame Street - would have blown my mind.
