I went on a Christmas Butlin’s weekend with all my entire family

A PICTURE tells a thousand words. But how about a thousand pictures?

If the camera roll from our trip to Butlin’s is anything to go by, it tells of a jam-packed, non-stop, rip-roaring, grin-inducing, memory-filled festive-as-anything time of it.

My two pre-teen daughters, husband and I hadn’t been to Butlin’s before but we were keen to hurl ourselves stocking-first into the resort’s Christmas spirit.

We decided that whatever the weather (pouring rain was forecast all weekend) we were going to have as much sparkly, festive Santa-filled fun as one still-believing family could in a single weekend.

And boy, did we meet our match at Butlin’s Bognor Regis. Arriving on a Friday after a long day, our Christmas spirits were a little on the low side.

But after the all-inclusive buffet, the magical call of the Bingo Bango hosts at the Reds venue (and a welcome glass of wine) I could feel my shoulders loosening and a smile spreading across my face.

WAIL OF A TIME

I drove Irish Route 66 with deserted golden beaches and pirate-like islands

TEMPTED?

Tiny ‘Bali of Europe’ town with stunning beaches, €3 cocktails and £20 flights

And once the Silent Disco got going — with a choice of hard house or Christmas hits — I couldn’t stop beaming.

And judging by the hols snaps, it stayed there the whole time.

We quickly discovered you could almost divide the resort into two.

There were the non-Christmassy activities — an incredible VR arcade, escape rooms of various types and the excitement of Laser Quest where we all shot each other repeatedly.

And then everything else.

Christmas arts and crafts? Tick. Puppet Castle’s Christmouse Wonderland? Shockingly blue panto Snow White And Her Magnificent Friends? A skyline ‘snowstorm’ involving singing reindeer? Tick, tick, tick.

And when you’ve raised a couple of true believers — expectations at Christmas events tend to be high.

But Father Christmas’ Express Delivery didn’t disappoint.

The world’s most famous Redcoat was ready to meet and greet our two in a grotto that could’ve been in a high-end department store.

There was a naughty or nice wheel, children’s letters to Santa whirring round the ceiling and elves busily spreading Christmas cheer.

Once the girls’ handwritten letters to Santa had been delivered through suction tubes, we were whizzed up in a lift through the snow to meet the big man himself — who had twinkly eyes and decent bants.

After more festive fun in the North Pool (the huge indoor swimming pool), it was a short walk back to our home, Butlin’s Ocean Hotel. Our family room was a decent size with a balcony. It was clean, comfortable and had a good bed.

We’d opted for the hotel dining plan, giving us breakfast and dinner in the Kaleidoscope restaurant.

It goes without saying my girls were delighted by the beige buffet — hoovering up pizzas, hot dogs and chips.

There were pastas, curries, a roast and themed nights — and a salad bar for something lighter.

For lunch, you’ll find more high street faves from Burger King and Papa Johns to SOHO Coffee.

And there was just as much variety when it came to entertainment.

From gameshow bonanzas to tribute acts and singalongs, it never stopped.

And if you need some fresh air, the fairground stays open with bumper cars, an old fashioned helter skelter, waltzer and a chair-o-plane.

The best part? The fairground is all free. And our take home after the festive weekend?

We went into Butlin’s blind, but now we have seen the twinkling, tinselly light.