Sitting on old Corona coach that stank of smoke and petrol, condensation running down window. Shoving Polo mints into mouth to ward off nausea. Caravan site in Walton on Naze, Essex. Dad had not rented "bargain" as described by owner, but dark green, ugly, leaky caravan - probably oldest on site. Mum not amused - atmosphere "chilly". Rained most of week. Left early - took another coach to granddad's cottage in Suffolk.
But in a funny sort of way I quite enjoyed it!
4 Years On…..Health-wise, Has Anything Changed?
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic