Bringing it back... Holiday brochures
- Jan 12
- 3 min read
Updated: Jan 13
January was the month my Mum used to come home with holiday brochures. Not just two or three, but one of each. They were free, you see, and that gave them an edge. They were acknowldged as intrinsically trustworthy. As reliable as the North star or Greenwich Mean Time. Smiles were real - not a cloud in sight.
There were no reviews, no marks-out-of-ten. All the parents seemed to get on and Kids appeared to exist in a permanently airborne state. The entire 109 pages of fun and sun was supremely un-touched by disappointment. No-one ever cried, and no-one needed the toilet.
