Towards the end of the Easter break I had an idea. Having had a superb day trip to Calais with my eldest daughter last summer, I thought we should return. This time, however, Mrs Adams and Toddler Adams would come along, as would our very good friend Howard and his daughter Lottie. Unlike the former
I’ve had this image knocking about on a memory card for a while. I took it back in August when I went to Calais on a day trip with my eldest daughter, Helen. It’s taken inside the Phare de Calais, the lighthouse that dominates the town’s skyline.
Calais is not a place I would usually consider for a family day out. I had, however, been promising my eldest daughter for some time that we would visit France. This is where things got a bit messy. To quote Harold Macmillan, “events” just kept happening. Time and again plans to travel across the
