For some random, unknown to us, reason, we've just had a 2 night mini break in...Llandudno! Yes, you heard me right...Llandudno! On the North Wales coast.

It's only just over 100 miles & was "sat nav'd" (new verb?) to take 2, 2 & a half hours. For some reason the M56 had died & we skirted a further 30-40 miles round Wrexham & it's environs. Five hours later, "dining" at an American style burger chain with a Scottish name, we made it!

The hotel on the Prom was not cheap, by my humble standards. We were in a "Superior" suite with a balcony, defended by anti seagull crenellations that mimicked the nearby chain of castles built by Edward 1st Longshanks & Hammer of the Scots.

It rained. Well it was Britain & more precisely Wales.

But I reminisced, about childhood holidays in the 1950s & 60s.

The public service union, now Unison, was previously & acronymically known as NALGO. As a boy, I thought Nalgo was a place in Devon. Every year we went to NALGO Holiday Camp in Devon! It was more Hi Di Hi, than Maplins!

We also went to Bridlington (where I think my Dad had been billeted as World War Two evacuee), Filey & Scarborough. The trip on the Yorkshire Belle to Flamborough Head was 2/6, 1/3 for children, from memory.

With a Granny in Edinburgh, Bella Selkirk, we visited there once a year. The Zoo, Arthur's Seat, the Scott Monument & all were all great attractions. I used to like visiting family I couldn't almost understand! Always got half a crown or more holiday money off each!

So, I could go on, but my question is about your childhood holiday memories.

Where did you used to go? What did you like doing best? What was out of the ordinary?