Summary
THE last time I stayed in Pontins I contracted mumps. Nothing to do with the site, you understand, but nevertheless an unfortunate turn of events for my parents and my fellow holidaymakers who were subjected to me howling in misery at regular intervals.
Indeed, I have a photo of a three-year-old me sitting in the dining hall, eyes shut and mouth open, bawling as my mum tries to coax some sausage and mash down my throat.See the full content of this document
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Good Old British Holidays Are Back
Ever since I've been a bit wary of returning to Pontins or any UK holiday park for that matter.
In my...See the full content of this document
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