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DOH! Homer – no, not the Simpsons character, I mean the ancient Greek poet – must have got it wrong when he penned his classic Odyssey saga some 3,000 years ago.

For legend has it that the tiny Dodecanese island of Lipsi is his fabled Ogygia, where a saucy siren called Kalypso kept Trojan war hero Odysseus a prisoner for seven years.

Now, according to Homer, Odysseus was desperate to escape from Ogygia and flee home to his wife Penelope in Ithaca, on the other side of Greece.

But after my week-long stay in Lipsi I can’t imagine anyone wanting to leave this lovely, laid-back island, lapped by the clear blue water of the Aegean Sea.

Especially with the cooling Meltemi breeze ensuring that, although the temperature can hover in the 30s in summer, it never feels oppressively hot.

Certainly Sally Vavoulas, from Tenterden, Kent, has not wished to leave.

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She arrived in Lipsi in 2001, fell under its spell ­— and is still there.

These days she helps run the island’s excellent winery with husband Manolis. But more of that later.

Lipsi is not one island but an archipelago.

Only three of its 24 isles are occupied — and one has just two residents — while most of the 800-strong population are clustered in a sprawling village on the main isle.

Ferries chug into the little harbour every day from Kos and Samos, a two-hour cruise away — and twice a week from Athens, a longer nine-hour voyage.

Berthed alongside them are millionaires’ luxury superyachts, which have sailed from faraway spots such as the Caribbean and the United States.

And tied up farther down the jetty are the locals’ tiny but colourful fishing smacks.

Fortunately, though, those huge skyscraper-like cruise ships are banned from Lipsi.

Lining the quay are a cluster of excellent tavernas — such as Pefko, where owner Nikos looks annoyed when I ask which is the best dish on that night’s menu.

“None is best,” he replies sternly, before breaking into a beaming smile and adding: “Everything’s superb.” Hmm, as I soon discover, Nikos isn’t wrong!

Just down the road there’s Kalypso, a restaurant owned by the brother of village mayor Fotis Mangos and named after the aforementioned siren.

Well, if she dished up a delicious sea bass like the one I tucked into, then no wonder Odysseus stayed for seven years.

Fotis, I have been warned, has a habit of suddenly breaking into song.

He doesn’t after joining me for dinner, but plays a YouTube video of him duetting with a Greek rapper on a little ditty called “Come With Me To Lipsi”.

Former PE teacher Fotis is justly proud of his “hidden gem” of an island, and would love to see more British holidaymakers venturing there.
September, he says, is ideal as the kids are back at school yet the sun is still hot and the sea remains comfortably warm.

Not too many tourists, though, because Fotis doesn’t want to turn the place into another overcrowded Santorini or Kos.

Probably unlikely, because there are no discos or nightclubs blaring out raucous music.

Nor will you find any sunbeds, parasols or pedalos on the tiny beaches scattered around its coves.

A couple do boast tavernas where you can sip a cold beer or the local aniseed-based ouzo over lunch. But most are virtually deserted and often you have them to yourself.

Two other restaurants in the village worth visiting are Manolis Tastes, whose chef was once voted Best in the Mediterranean, and Plateia, where Despina makes ice cream that is to die for.

One morning I take a 50-minute ramble along winding dirt tracks, following colourful hand-painted signs through the hills to Monodendri — which means “One tree”. It’s supposed to be a nudist beach, although none of the three sun-worshippers stretched out on towels are baring all when I arrive. And I don’t, either.

But it’s an idyllic, peaceful spot where you hear just the gentle waves.
Grand feast

I’ve hired a little runabout car from George’s Rentals but rarely use it. Lipsi is only some 16 square kilometres and you can walk to most places.

One day, hiking past lemon and fig trees, grapevines and donkeys, I bump into Dimitri, the island’s cheesemaker.

He doesn’t speak much English and only makes goat cheese — not surprising as there are twice as many goats as people on the island — but he offers me some. It’s delicious, at 13 euros a kilo.

The island is dotted with white, blue-domed churches, most just tiny family chapels with barely room to swing a cat (of which there are many on Lipsi).

One local tells me there are 400 churches, another reckons about 150.

So I ask the island’s priest as he sits sipping coffee outside a taverna. He reckons 57. And as from time to time Fr Georgios is called out to preach in all of them, he should know.

The biggest is Panagia Charou, or the Virgin Mary of Death Church, where a revered but rather strange icon shows her clutching a crucified Christ on the cross.

Every year on August 23, it seems that a bunch of withered lilies left there by a schoolgirl in 1943 miraculously bloom back to life.

The occasion is marked by a grand feast “filled with dancing and singing, eating and drinking, drawing believers from all corners”.

Out on another walk, I meet Nikiforos, who makes the island’s honey. He doesn’t speak English but happily shows me round his apiary.

Much of the honey is infused with the taste of thyme, which grows all over Lipsi. But, sadly, time isn’t on my side, and the holiday is almost over.

I manage to squeeze in a visit to Sally’s Lipsi Winery, where I taste four of their locally produced tipples.

One, a sweet red wine called Aposperitis, was served by the Greek President to Charles and Camilla during a state banquet in Athens a few years ago.

Sally wants to know which I prefer. So I umm and aah, before suggesting perhaps I should try a second glass of each.

Which is why, on my last night, I’m afraid I ended up rather tipsy in Lipsi.

WE celebrate a century of Winnie-the-Pooh this year and, like Christopher Robin, I grew up playing Poohsticks in Ashdown Forest.

I was seven when I realised I had a fierce competitive streak. Raised in East Sussex, Ashdown Forest was a regular day out for my family.

I often dragged along my beloved Tigger, a raggedy stuffed tiger toy and my favourite of the Pooh crew.

A born hustler, I’d play Poohsticks with my brother — throwing twigs into the river to see whose could travel fastest. The prize? Chewits.

An hour from London, Ashdown Forest is famously the birthplace of Winnie-the-Pooh.

Sandwiched between East Grinstead and Crowborough, the 6,500-acre ancient woodland inspired author AA Milne, who lived with his family in Hartfield, on the fringes of the forest.

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His charming tales of Winnie-the-Pooh and friends are based around the capers his son, Christopher Robin, had in that forest, playing with his favourite teddy bear and other stuffed toys, namely Piglet, Tigger, Eeyore and Kanga.

“Who needs Disneyland when you can play in the real Hundred Acre Wood?”, I’d tell my own kids when they were young, as we romped through the Enchanted Place, Galleon’s Leap and Eeyore’s Gloomy Place. And I’d win at Poohsticks.

A century later and Pooh’s Hundred Acre Wood is just as cool.

The best way to see it is to follow the Pooh Walk, a three-mile circular route starting from Gills Lap. You can also book a guided Pooh Trek and see more key story spots like Roo’s Sandy Pit and the Heffalump Trap, and the memorial to AA Milne and his illustrator EH Shepard.

Keep your eyes peeled for Owl’s House, hidden high in a tree, and Piglet’s House, which has a balcony and little door in the trunk.

Pooh’s House, just past Poohsticks Bridge, still has “Mr Sanderz” carved in the wood above the door, just like in the books, and honey pots left in tribute.

Poohsticks Bridge is, of course, the highlight. The original crossing, where Milne and his son first played the game, was built in 1907.

I challenge my dog Miss Babs to a game. But it’s an easy win for me as she’s reluctant to let go of her stick.

Like the little yellow bear, I also have a fondness for honey. After our muddy romp around the woods, Miss Babs and I head back to Hartfield for tea and cake.

With its red-brick oast houses and clapboard-fronted cottages, it’s easy to see why AA Milne loved this village. The appropriately-named Bear Inn is worth a peek.

This cosy, 15th-century pub serves great locally-sourced food, including a different freshly-prepped sandwich each day for £15, or burgers and beer-battered cod for £18.

Above the pub are four rooms, each named after Pooh characters.
Pooh Corner is an 18th-century cottage and former village shop where Milne and Christopher Robin, below with his bear, bought sweets.

It houses a gift shop and “Pooh-seum” — a museum about AA Milne, where I learn Christopher Robin named his bear after a Canadian black bear called Winnipeg (Winnie) from London Zoo, while Pooh is after a local swan.

There are of photos and memorabilia to capture your imagination.

And if you’re “rumbly in your tumbly”, as Pooh says, the tearoom serves cream teas, cakes and smackerels like crumpets with butter and Pooh-shaped toast with honey.

Turns out you needn’t go far for an adventure — just follow the bear . . .

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The market town is one that has had a run of bad luck, but has plenty to be excited about, including cheap houses, an excellent art gallery and a local fish and chip delicacy

There’s a market town in England lined with grand terraced houses that regularly sell for £100,000. In fact, many go for just £50,000.

Head to Rightmove or a local estate agent and you’ll find two and even three-bedroom homes selling for half or even a third of the nation’s average. But it’s a place that’s got a lot more than just cheap houses.

It’s home to one of the UK’s most recognisably-named football clubs, one of the country’s greatest living authors, and one of the world’s finest collections of Tiffany glass.

The dazzling glassware, worth tens of millions, was sent from the US in 1933 by local lad-done-good Joseph Briggs. They then sat gathering dust for four decades before their brilliance was finally recognised.

Accrington — where the collection now shines in the Haworth Art Gallery atop the town’s hill — is much the same: a hidden gem, long overlooked beyond Lancashire, but, I’d argue, ready to dazzle.

It’s about time, because Accrington has had its share of misfortune.

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The town is probably best recognised (at least by those Fifa fans who have needed a willing team to drub) for its amusingly named football club, Accrington Stanley. Back in 1888, the club was one of an elite 12 that helped found the Football League, only to tumble out mid-season 88 years later, bankrupt and in chaos. As miserable fans drifted off to Blackburn and Burnley, the 15,000-seat stadium was binned and replaced with one a third of the size.

Far more tragic is the story of the Accrington Pals. In 1914, 5,000 striking mill workers were locked out by machinists Howard & Bullough amid a big industry downturn. Desperate for wages, many enlisted, making Accrington the smallest town in England to raise a battalion. On the first day of the Somme, 580 of the 720 Accrington Pals were mown down within half an hour.

There’s a cruel irony, too, in the town’s legacy as a brickmaking powerhouse — its super-strong ‘Noris’ bricks underpinning the Empire State Building and Blackpool Tower — and the relative cheapness of its homes. With an average house price of £148,714, and terraces £110,381, Accrington is officially the cheapest place in England or Wales to buy property.

But as advertising whizz and Amazing Accrington chair Murray Dawson tells me on a tour of the town: “Accrington needs to focus on the future, not the past.”

Certainly, the people I met are determined to do just that. Happily, there’s a lot to focus on.

Take Accrington Stanley. A decade ago, the Owd Reds were £1.2 million in debt, playing in a cowshed stadium with a pitch so waterlogged that six consecutive matches were postponed. Then along came Jack Holt, a Burnley lad who grew up on “the Shameless estate”. Since taking over in 2015, he has invested around £9 million of his plastics fortune into the club.

When I turned up, chief executive Warren Eastham paused his work on the club’s merchandise website to show me the gleaming corporate lounge running alongside the new artificial, puddle-free pitch — a set-up befitting a mid-table League Two side now punching above its weight, after years in the doldrums of football’s seventh tier.

After admiring the near-complete Stanley mural made by the paint-splattered Paul Curtis, Murray and I headed to the Haworth Art Gallery to meet curator Gillian Berry, who looks after the town’s Tiffany treasures.

The buzzing gallery looks out across the valley to Pendle Hill, recently climbed by a group of wig-wearing Jeanette Winterson superfans retracing the steps of the Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit author.

In 1960, Winterson was brought to the town by her adoptive, evangelical Christian parents, who only allowed her to read six books and burned her secret literature stash when they discovered it. The town’s cathedral-like public library, funded by Andrew Carneiege and bathed in sunlight filtered through great stained glass windows, provided a refuge and supply of illicit literature for Winterston.

The Whitbread Prize winner is not the town’s only notable daughter. There is also Lydia Becker, the pioneering suffragist who led the movement in the North West. Having spent years overshadowed by the likes of her protege Emmeline Pankhurst, she is now being celebrated at the new Accrington Dome, part of an ambitious town-centre regeneration stretching across several floors and shopfronts.

Soon, traders such as Steve Hatt will move his 150-year-old family fishmongers into the renovated Victorian Market Hall, and temporary market stalls that block off the grand town centre will be cleared away, as part of a £20 town centre revamp.

In an Amazon-dominated world, this seems as good a way as any to breathe life into a dying high street, hollowed out by online shopping and two huge supermarkets on the edge of town.

Another project that has successfully done just that is the Oswaldtwistle Mills. Having clung on as a working mill until the early 1990s, the two-century-old weaving centre was then transformed into a vast and hugely successful shopping complex, packed with everything from plants and dresses to children’s toys and butter pies. It is independently owned by Peter Hargreaves, whose relative, James (somewhat ironically) invented the Spinning Jenny, which mechanised milling and became a symbol of industrialisation for the homespinners it rendered obsolete.

Competing with Ozzie Mills in the size and shiny newsness stakes is the Raza Jamia Masjid Mosque. It is a vast building that regularly attracts 4,500 worshippers from across Lancashire.

It is the £9.5million passion project of Jawid Hussain, another local lad, who made his £110million fortune as the founder of toilet paper giant Accrol Papers. Today, he lives across from the mosque in a sprawling house with a Lamborghini-studded driveway.

I had discovered by that point in the day that the warmth of the welcome I received there, and the enthusiasm of the mosque’s caretaker-turned-impromptu-tour guide Manzoor Hussain, is typical of Accrington. It’s the kind of place where chippy owner Dianne wanders around the square after dealing with the lunch rush, armed with salt and vinegar, to make sure her regulars don’t need an extra shake.

The kind of place where so many random people kept chatting to Murray and me, our half-day tour ran over by hours. It’s also the kind of place that made national headlines back in 2024 when anti-racism protesters marched into the town centre in response to the Southport Riots.

As the woman behind the Heritage Dome, Hannah Saxton, tells it: “People were coming out of the pubs to shake their hands and hug them.”

Accrington’s challenges are undoubtedly real. It’s a town where its main industry has been hollowed out and has suffered years of underinvestment. But what is also real is its resolve. In its bricks, its glass, its football club and its faith, the town feels less like a relic of industrial Britain and more like a place quietly rewriting its future.

I’M pretty much an Instagram influencer now, don’t you know.

I’ve spent the day snapping more than 330 photos — I won’t tell you what ­proportion of those were selfies — among the tulips.

And my grid is now filled with brightly-coloured buds below a stunning blue sky.

It’s thanks to Amsterdam’s tulip season that I’ve found this new calling.

The flowers are impossible not to take photos of, and each colour is more beautiful than the last.

I’m here at Tulip Farm De Tulperij, a family attraction that has been around for almost 100 years and sits about an hour’s drive out of central Amsterdam.

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It’s a busy day tour that I’m on: a stop at the farm, a canal trip and a visit to Keukenhof, the tulip gardens in Lisse — a veritable floral feast.

Arriving first at the farm, we are given a tour around the fields by owner Daan Jansze — and he certainly knows his tulips.

In his welcome, he tells us that the soil at this farm is extremely moist, with the water table just 60cm below the surface.

The tulips love this moist soil, and rows upon rows bloom each spring after being planted just before winter.

Daan is the third generation farmer of the land, and he points out his youngest son — hauling soil nearby — who will become the fourth generation to run the farm.

But before letting us loose in his field, Daan gives us some ground rules.

No walking through the beds, you’ve got to walk up and down.

And no picking the flowers. “Ok,” he says in his thick Dutch accent. “Now you can go take pictures for your Instagram.”

And we’re off.

My fellow tourists and I fling ourselves into the fields, fanning out between line after line of reds, pinks and yellows.

I won’t lie to you, it wasn’t quite fields as far as the eye could see.

But the long lines were definitely enough to keep us busy, and I got shot after shot of the bright flowers.

There were people of all ages in the field around me — mothers and daughters, couples, families and friends, all keen to make the most of the colourful setting.

And when we got tired of taking pictures of ourselves, we headed to the farm’s little cafe that sold everything from apple pie to tiny clog keychains.

It also led to a second shock of tulips, all lined up in a manicured garden.

Two hours later and we were back on the bus, heading off to board a canal boat.

Surrounded by about 50 other tourists, we lapped up the sunshine for an hour as we floated past the windmills, geese and their goslings, and Dutch locals who had also hit the water to make the most of the stunning May weather.

We then piled on to the bus again to head to our final stop — the Keukenhof Gardens.

Like a botanic gardens on steroids, this tourist attraction is only open from March to May, completely dependent on the budding whims of the tulips.

This year, the season kicks off on March 19 and continues until May 10.

With the droves of tourists, it almost felt like an adventure park.

And while it was certainly busy, I would heartily recommend going there.
Jaw-dropping displays

Even though we couldn’t quite get into the tulips like we did at the farm, the sheer effort it took to plant SEVEN MILLION bulbs to create this flower haven is impressive, to say the least.

The rows of tulips across the park are complemented by the stunning flower shows, with everything from orchids to ­lilies creating jaw-dropping displays.

By the end of the day, my photo reel is an explosion of colour and I’m almost (only almost) sick of flowers.

But I manage to summon up some energy and upload my pictures — and the “likes” come flooding in.

It might be too late for your own Insta career to take off, but now is the time to plan and book a trip like this.

The tulip season is short, so tours sell out pretty quick. Happy snapping!

Enchanting little town with friendly locals, colourful buildings and thriving independent shops is like stepping back in time

A charming and picturesque town nestled on the fringes of untamed moorland lies just a stone’s throw from where I’m based, yet I’d only recently ventured there for the first time. There’s nothing quite like discovering somewhere new – and I’m fortunate to have an abundance of options, given the wealth of distinctive towns dotted around Plymouth in Devon.

Ashburton isn’t far from my Plymouth home, so a friend and I recently made our way towards Dartmoor to discover what this town had to offer. The appealing destination is celebrated for its independent retailers and quintessentially Devonian charm – both of which thoroughly impressed me during our visit.

We caught the bus from Plymouth (the number 38) and the trip was smooth and enjoyable, weaving through stunning countryside, towns and delightful villages en route.

In an era when we’re constantly bombarded with news of shop closures and struggling town centres, stumbling upon Ashburton, with its collection of independent businesses to browse, felt genuinely uplifting.

The streets here remain untouched by modernity – you could easily picture bygone eras as you stroll through the town – and every local we encountered was incredibly welcoming, reports the Express.

There are numerous pubs, tearooms and cafes alongside distinctive establishments, including antique dealers, plus a bakery with customers spilling out onto the pavement – and what really caught my eye was how, despite the drizzle, Ashburton radiated colour thanks to its vibrantly painted properties. The atmosphere feels wonderfully crisp in this town, encircled by rolling countryside and the stunning vastness of Dartmoor National Park, lending the area a peaceful, almost timeless quality.

Browsing through one vibrant independent gift shop called PAD proved delightful – and I ended up purchasing a few quirky bits and bobs that you simply won’t find elsewhere.

There’s also the attractively laid-out Ashburton Fish Deli along one of the principal streets, offering delicious locally-sourced seafood, Mediterranean-inspired products and various other intriguing finds.

All told, I reckon you could probably track down everything you’d require in this town, from top-notch clothing available in various independent boutiques to bargain-hunting opportunities in the small selection of charity shops.

We paused for a late breakfast at Diablo’s Diner, which had a welcoming neighbourhood feel and delicious grub. I’m particularly picky when it comes to bacon, but this little cafe delivered the finest – superb quality, crispy (as I’d requested) – and the prices were extremely fair.

As a Devonian myself, I’m astonished that I’d not discovered this gorgeous town until now, but I’ll definitely be returning soon – in fact, there’s a fascinating festival happening in Ashburton from late April through early May.

The Dartmoor Tors Festival is “bringing together walkers, thinkers, creatives who are interested in natural landscapes and how we relate to them”, the festival website explains. This festival is set to be “a celebration of the power and beauty of places seen as wild and ancient around Britain, and an exploration of why and how they provoke a response”.

Benidorm is often known as Little England due to the number of British tourists that flock to the Spanish resort, but one couple were surprised when they decided to visit the Costa Blanca

A couple who visited Benidorm for the first time were surprised by what they discovered. Content creators Ashley McCarthy and Kelsey Lewis claimed that tourists either “love or hate” the Spanish resort.

But after finding a “really good deal” and picking up £50 flights, they decided to jet off to the popular holiday hotspot and find out what it’s really like. Upon boarding their plane, Kelsey pointed out the “variety” of passengers, from hen-dos, to families, and couples wanting a short getaway.

In a video Kelsey said they woke up to a “beautiful sunrise” on the Costa Blanca before deciding to explore the city further. They were also impressed with Benidorm’s famous beaches.

Ash said: “Look at these palm trees, look at this sand, the sand is so soft. This is a really nice beach.”

He commented on how a number of buildings along the promenade looked like “something from Dubai”. The couple later decided to take a walk along the beach towards Benidorm Old Town.

Ash continued: “I wasn’t expecting this walkway along the beach to be so nice. It’s really clean and I like how they’ve incorporated greenery, it feels almost like a garden than a promenade.”

He added: “I don’t get why Benidorm gets so much hate. I get the other side where it’s a bit tacky, a bit rowdy, but it was fun. This side’s lovely.

“There’s a reason it became so popular in the first place and that’s got to be because of these beaches.”

The pair did however find time to check out Benidorm’s pubs and bars, including one named The Red Lion. Benidorm has long been a hit with British travellers, who make up around 40 percent of visitors to the resort.

It has led to the city receiving the nickname “Little England”. Ash said: “There’s so many bars, restaurants and pubs here, you just wouldn’t make your way through they even if you lived here.”

Ash, from Wales, later admitted he was impressed by how well kept Benidorm is. He concluded: “To be honest, I don’t really understand the hate it gets.

“Yeah, there’s parts of it that can be rowdy or tacky or whatever you want to call it, but it’s a massive place and there’s a lot of areas that are really nice. It’s not just about the strip and there’s so much restaurants, bars, cafes, nature, like outdoor space, beaches and whatever that there’s enough to enjoy without even seeing that side of it.

“But I think the thing that surprised me the most was it’s really clean. There’s no rubbish on the floor anywhere. Well maintained. It’s well kept.”

The couple praised the Spanish resort for its weather as well, enjoying highs of 20C during their February trip. The area boasts well over 300 days of sun throughout the year and in March daytime highs can reach anywhere between 20 and 22c.

Elsewhere, Benidorm recently got access to its very first Wetherspoon branch. The Castell de Santa Bàrbera, the chain’s first Spanish pub, opened at Alicante-Elche Miguel Hernández Airport.

It serves a range of Spanish and British dishes including Full English breakfasts and patatas bravas. Wetherspoon founder and chairman Tim Martin said: “We are delighted to have opened in Spain.

“We believe the pub will be popular with a wide range of customers travelling home from Alicante Airport, including those travelling home to the UK and those using the terminal for trips to England and beyond. We aim to open a number of pubs overseas in the coming months and years, including those at airports.”

WHITBY – with a fascinating history spanning sailors to vampires, a dramatic coastal path, and the very best in pints and scampi… it takes a lot to beat this coastal gem.

And now, the pretty seaside destination has also been announced as the home of the best fish and chips in the UK.

Trenchers of Whitby secured the Restaurant of the Year title at the National Fish and Chips Awards 2026.

The awards are known as the ‘Oscars‘ of the fish and chip industry and recognise excellence, sustainability, quality and outstanding customer service, across the UK.

The restaurant can be found in the centre of Whitby, and you can either sit down or take away.

If you were heading to the restaurant you can opt for plaice with chipped potatoes, lemon and homemade tartare sauce for £20.95.

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If you fancy something more classic, there is cod with chipped potatoes, lemon and homemade tartare sauce in three sizes: small for £15.95; medium for £19.95 and large for £21.95.

Then for takeaway, you could grab cod and chips, haddock and chips or scampi and chips all for £13.50 each.

There’s a children’s menu as well.

A visit to Whitby ticks off all the British seaside classics, although there is so much more to the historic fishing town than you’d find in a traditional day out.

In my trip to the North Yorkshire town, I ticked off all the staple activities. A Mr Whippy enjoyed by the harbour, spare change spent in Funland’s Amusements, and fish and chips for tea.

Plus my stroll along the sands, backed by spectacular moss-green cliffs, was an ideal way to soak up those breath-taking views of the rugged Yorkshire coast.

One of the things that makes Whitby stand out amongst other seaside spots is its connection to a famous explorer.

The Captain Cook Museum ‘House on the Harbour’ is a must-visit – it was where a young James Cook was an apprentice to Captain John Walker, aged 17, in 1746.

This is where I spent the afternoon, having a nosy inside the 17th century rooms where the explorer used to live.

There’s also a Captain Cook boat tour on offer at the harbour, telling you all about the life of the famous explorer – with plenty of breaks for sea shanties to stomp and sing along to.

But once I’d had my fill of cosy boltholes, battered foods and beach walks, what intrigued me the most about the town was its connection to Dracula.

You can see the Gothic Whitby Abbey from across the harbour, keeping watch over the town from its clifftop perch.

I could feel the eeriness just laying eyes on the ruins – it was as if for a moment I could picture Count Dracula lurking somewhere within.

Dracula writer Bram Stoker visited Whitby in 1890, where he was immediately struck by the dramatic Gothic ruins that loom over the pretty coastal town.

Stoker then read up on folklore in the town’s public library, and was filled with inspiration to write the classic text – and the rest is history.

Today the town celebrates its Dracula connection, with themed walking tours, a Dracula Experience centre and there’s even been theatre productions held in the abbey ruins.

In fact, to celebrate 125 years since the novel’s publication, English Heritage broke a Guinness World Record back in 2022 for the largest gathering of people dressed as vampires (1,369, to be exact!).

You can even walk the famous Whitby 199 steps – the very same which a sinister black dog dashes up to announce Dracula’s arrival in Whitby in the famous book.

Walking them in the daytime felt much more scenic than spooky, with views of red-roofed cottages and blooming Red Valerian flowers peeking out with each step.

The steps lead you to the 12th century St Mary’s Church, which is well worth a visit for its panoramic views over the bay – particularly at sunset.

If you like a coastal walk, there’s a portion of the Cleveland Way coastal path with spectacular views that passes through the town.

And if you walk far south enough along the Cleveland Way coastal path from Whitby (or take a 15-minute drive), you’ll wind up in Robin Hood’s Bay.

Exploring the fairytale streets that back the bay is an absolute must as well.

Here, narrow cobbled alleys are dotted with charming gift shops and tiny pubs which wind down the steep hillside, leading you down to the sea.

Sat with a pint at the Bay Hotel, I watched a fisherman play fetch with his Border Collie at the water’s edge – and realised that this pretty coastline truly is something straight out of a storybook.

To make matters even more magical, the following day was spent exploring the nearby waterfalls of Goathland and the Mallyan Spout – just a 20-minute drive from Whitby.

So if you’re after a seaside escape that feels both traditionally British yet has a touch of fairytale magic – set off on a trip to Whitby.

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Plus, last summer, travel reporter Cyann Fielding, visited the seaside town with the UK’s best fish and chips.

With a two-mile long beach, a charming high street and great food, it’s the perfect spot for a day trip

A coastal suburb located just 15 minutes from a major UK capital city deserves a spot on your spring getaway list right now. Although it’s not quite warm and sunny yet, a seaside trip is an excellent way to clear your head, and nothing quite compares to those stunning views across the water.

I visited Portobello near Edinburgh late last year, and I’m amazed I hadn’t made the journey earlier. With a high street packed with independent retailers, fantastic cuisine, and excellent transport connections, it’s truly an ideal destination if you’re looking to venture slightly off the tourist trail.

The bus journey from the city centre took just 15 minutes, dropping us directly in the town’s centre, and it was instantly apparent that this location was something special.

Unsurprisingly, our first port of call was heading straight to the waterfront for a leisurely stroll along the coast. The conditions were gloriously sunny and clear, albeit cold, but it was quite invigorating following the hour-long train journey from Glasgow.

Portobello’s shoreline stretches for two miles, boasting a Victorian-era promenade and panoramic views across the Firth of Forth. Given it was a bright Sunday morning, the area was reasonably busy, with numerous families out strolling and dogs bounding across the sand.

The first thing that struck me about the beach was its cleanliness. It’s evident that the locals of Portobello, or ‘Porty’ as it’s fondly referred to, take immense pride in their environment.

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I regret not visiting during the summer months, as I can see this being a fantastic spot for sunbathing and perhaps even taking a dip in the sea. But it’s not long now until it’ll hopefully be warm enough to do just that.

In 2024, Portobello was named the second-best coastal town in the UK by JoJo Maman Bebe, and its beach has also been honoured with a Keep Scotland Beautiful award, proving its allure.

After a leisurely stroll along the beach and working up an appetite, we decided it was time to grab a bite to eat. The seafront at Portobello beach is lined with a huge array of dining options, from enormous pizza slices at Civerino’s to brunch and coffee at The Beach House.

Many of these places offer outdoor seating, allowing you to dine practically on the beach, and it was lovely to see so many people doing just that.

We chose to visit Shrimp Wreck, a seafood joint boasting a small yet appetising menu. This street food stall was featured on BBC’s My Million Pound Menu and is renowned for its fish finger sandwiches – even securing a finalist position in the Birds Eye Fish Finger Sandwich Awards in 2017.

Naturally, this is what I opted for, and I can see why it’s so popular. Battered flaky fish fillets, mushy peas and the best chips I’ve ever had, all served in a soft roll, was perhaps the messiest meal I could have chosen, but I wouldn’t change a thing.

Next, it was time to properly explore the high street where the bus had left us. It’s situated just behind the promenade, and whilst it wasn’t as bustling as the beach itself, there were still plenty of people milling about – and importantly, a good number of shops open for business.

One of the standout spots for me was The Portobello Bookshop, a delightful independent bookshop brimming with novels, cookbooks and much more. The space was light, cosy and inviting, the sort of place where you could easily spend hours browsing without getting bored.

They also host events, such as Q+A’s with authors, so it’s worth checking out their schedule if you’re planning a visit.

Cove is another must-see if you’re a fan of gift shops. This one was packed with every trinket imaginable, from Jellycat toys to candles and shampoo bars, not to mention lovely cards and tempting chocolate bars too.

Portobello’s high street might not be the largest, but it’s certainly one of the most charming I’ve seen. There are additional food and drink options here, as well as pubs and even an Aldi, so you’re unlikely to run out of options anytime soon.

One spot we didn’t manage to visit, which I’m eager to return for, is the swim centre. Here in Portobello, you’ll discover a genuine Victorian Turkish bath, one of only 11 in the UK, as well as a gym and fitness studio, so this is certainly on the list for our next trip.

If you’ve never been to Portobello, it truly is the ideal location for a weekend getaway – even in chillier weather. Its proximity to the lively city of Edinburgh makes it perfect if you’re looking to escape the city rush and spend some time dining, drinking and unwinding by the water.

This location offers breathtaking views which are out of this world (quite literally) and it’s not a long trip either as it’s located in the UK. So have you been here before?

Searching for your next adventure? While some days out demand preparation so are fully prepped, this travel destination requires little fuss and is perfect for a Sunday hiking trip.

Not only does this location boast stunning views, it’s also otherworldly (quite literally) as one hiker claimed it resembles “just like Mars”. Conor, an avid adventurer, recently ventured to Parys Mountain, situated in Anglesey, which depending on where you are in the UK, is a few hours away, especially if you’re craving a change of scenery. The Welsh island is renowned for its coastline and historic landmarks.

The content creator, known as Conor_Hikes, recently shared the spot with his 20,500 TikTok followers.

He stated: “A must do hike in the UK! This is Parys Mountain, located in Anglesey. It was once known as the Copper Kingdom, and it was once the world’s largest copper mines! This place really does look like Mars.”

How to get there:

If you’re travelling from London, it’s around 5 hours by car. Those from Bristol are looking at 4 hours in the car, while cities up north like Liverpool are just 2 hours away from the location.

Of course if you’re in Wales, it’s a lot more local for you. According to Conor, there’s complimentary parking if you enter the postcode LL68 9RE into your satnav.

What to do there:

Once you arrive at Parys Mountain, there’s a 4km circular trail available for hiking. The otherworldly terrain is ideal for rambling, photography and discovery.

Visitors can wander around the copper mine, soak up the views of Snowdonia and discover the nearby Copper Kingdom exhibition.

People could also venture through the “moon-like” landscape which Conor praised in his TikTok video. Routes vary from a 45-minute shortcut to a 90-minute main circuit.

The paths showcase spectacular, colourful rock formations in hues of orange, yellow, and purple.

For nature enthusiasts, the site is home to wildlife including skylarks, meadow pipits, and choughs.

Just bear in mind it’s advisable to wear pack walking boots due to the loose, rocky and uneven ground.

There’s no facilities or cafés on the mountain, but the nearby Copper Kingdom Centre in Amlwch offers historical background and amenities.

And if you want to maximise your visit, late summer is perfect for witnessing purple heather in blossom. However, the trails remain accessible throughout the year.

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This resort has a taste-tempting trick up its sleeve that Jeff never imagined seeing during a recent trip up the mountains – a McDonald’s with the world’s first and only ski-thru window

A Swedish ski resort has come up with an unexpectedly unique way to top up your tummy while sliding down the slopes – with the unlikely help of a fast food giant.

Everyone who has been lucky enough to give it a go knows skiing is hungry work. And in minus double-digit Scandinavian temperatures, just the shivering burns enough calories to have you scouring the wintry landscape for lunch, a warm snack or hot drink.

Of course, there are all manner of options and temptations in the cosy or cavernous cafeterias and restaurants up and down the mountain. As I found out during a recent Crystal Ski trip, Lindvallen in western Sweden has another taste-tempting trick up its sleeve that I never imagined seeing during a recent trip up the mountains – a McDonald’s with the world’s first and only ski-thru window. Yes, really.

It might not seem a natural combination, and certainly looks odd. If you didn’t know it was there, you could well do a double-take as you ski down Valletorget’s central slope, look past the Experium Express chair lift, to the right of the vast Experiumtorget base building, and spot that unmistakably familiar structure.

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It’s curious enough to see the famous Golden Arches rising incongruously out of the snow, a dark wood-clad, multi-branded, single-story outlet of the worldwide chain, with full wraparound windows and the unusual addition of foot-deep snow covering the whole roof and rows of ski racks out front.

But the real surprise comes when you clock the outside service window. They’ve even given it a special, slightly tongue-in-cheek name – McSki. Opened in the resort in Sälen in western Sweden 30 years ago, even if you’re not a Maccies fan, it’s surely impossible to resist having a go.

The vast area linking several resorts has just got a lot closer after TUI launched flights direct to Scandinavian Mountains Airport, just a 20-minute transfer away. You don’t get the full drive-thru sister experience – no menu board with speaker station to place your order. But the full menu is available, seen through the glass on the left, when you ski or snowboard up to the sliding window, greeted by the familiarly uniformed McD’s employee smile from their significantly warmer surroundings.

Within minutes, you’re away with anything from just a McCafé coffee and pastry to a full Big Mac meal deal. There are outside tables, or if you don’t want to miss any more time on the piste than necessary, you can jump right back onto the heated seated lift a few yards away and enjoy your snack or lunch on your way back to the top for more.

To be honest, it’s not ideal or as attractive an option in February. When it’s minus 12 to minus 15, little is more welcome than a break indoors with your hands around a steaming coffee, tea or mug of hot chocolate.

But I’d wager a stack of McDonald’s Monopoly pieces that it comes into its own in March and April, when the weather is more suited to dining on the go.

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As well as hungry work, skiing is also a pricey pastime (which reminds me, the outlet’s prices roughly match the hike at motorway services in the UK).

So when you want to squeeze every run out of your time on the slopes and not spend ages stripping off multiple layers of garb – or in fact even stepping out of your skis – to satiate your thirst and replenish those calories, a quick stop at McSki might be just the order.

Offered alongside the full normal eat-in experience, McSki certainly brings a whole new meaning to the term fast food – and the Swedes and skiers are clearly lovin’ it.

If a snow-style McDonald’s is not your thing then there are other unique chains around the world. Customers can sit at sophisticated tables by a stunning fireplace while enjoy lobster rolls and McNuggets at this McDonald’s McMansion, in the Maine.

And there is another posh McDonald’s in New York. Fans have been wowed by this old mansion that has been restored and turned into a fancy fast-food eatery with a grand staircase, a glass conservatory, and posh booths to eat in. The historic property was previously home to other restaurants and was also used as a funeral home.

Book it

Crystal Ski Holidays (020 8610 3123) offers a bed and breakfast holiday in Högfjället, Sälen in Sweden, staying at the Sälens Högfjällshotell from £818 per person when booked online. Based on two adults sharing a Superior Twin Room, including flights from London Gatwick to Scandinavian Mountains Airport, transfers and 20kg hold luggage per person.

IT is ten past midnight as I watch a rocket blasting off and lighting up the sky for miles as it begins its mind-boggling journey to space. 

For residents in Florida it is just another day, and many only find the rumble of the sonic boom a minor inconvenience. 

But for Brits like me, even watching it from afar is a once-in-a-lifetime experience. 

Florida is the centre of the world when it comes to space travel. In April, the Artemis II Space Launch System rocket will aim to send astronauts to the moon for the first time since 1972. Right now, it is sat at the famous Launch Complex 39B. 

And nowhere can you delve deeper into the history of space travel than at the neighbouring Kennedy Space Center Visitor Complex. 

A 45-minute drive from Orlando, the centre opened in 1967 and has expanded so much that I couldn’t fit everything into my two-day visit. 

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But top of my list was the Spaceport KSC attraction, where you head to a futuristic boarding gate and go on one of four motion theatre rides, taking you on a virtual journey to Mars, Saturn and Jupiter. 

It’s a perfect example of what the Kennedy Space Center does well — combining a thirst for knowledge with the demand from thrillseekers. 

There’s a virtual reality game called Hyperdeck and the Atlantis Shuttle Launch Experience, where you feel what a space launch is like.

The complex is a visual spectacle from the beginning, with the Rocket Garden, featuring towering spacecraft of the past, a must-do. 

I joined one of the regular 15-minute tours, and my guide Richard gave an overview of the space race with the Soviet Union and the significance of each of the rockets. 

From there, there are exhibits on everything you could want to know about Nasa, SpaceX, Blue Origin and what’s next. 

The Heroes & Legends building tells the story of Nasa’s early programmes and the astronauts who paved the way, while Race To The Moon explores everything that led to the 1969 Apollo 11 space landing — and features one of the 111-metre Saturn V rockets, which was used for missions to the lunar surface. 

That building is accessed via the bus tour of the area, included in the ticket price, where you can pass the monumental VAB building, where rockets are still built to this day.  

It was where the Apollo 11 rocket was built and features the largest doors in the world. It is so vast, you could fit the Empire State Building in it three and a half times. 

Back on the main lot, one of the most interesting exhibits is Nasa Now + Next. 

It’s one of the newest attractions and gives information about what is next in our exploration of the solar system — and the very real likelihood of mainstream space tourism.  

You’ll also have the chance to hear directly from those who have made it into space. Bill McArthur, an astronaut who went on three space shuttle missions, did a live Q&A during my visit. 

For me, it was well worth the additional $50 price tag, which came with refreshments and a signed photo. 

We talked to him about everything from how you go to the toilet in zero gravity — the logistics are fairly complex — to how he thinks we will be sending people up in rockets for years to come. 

There’s so much to see and do, with live science shows, two different IMAX shows and an Astronaut Training Experience.

And for the youngsters, there is Planet Play — a three-storey interactive soft play centre, where parents can relax at the bar while the kids let off some steam.  

The space centre has an app to plan your day, with an event calendar and show notifications as well as alerts about forthcoming launches, so it’s well worth downloading. 

 It is located on Merritt Island, a wildlife refuge area of 140,000 acres, which is popular with raccoons, bobcats, tortoises and yes, alligators, which I saw plenty of on the short drive from my hotel. 

The Courtyard by Marriott Titusville has spacious rooms and views over the Indian River, as well as a pool, gym and plenty of space goodies to keep the theme going. 

You can rent telescopes and binoculars and each room features solar system projectors to bring the night’s sky inside. 

But the real star is the Space Bar, complete with space-themed cocktails. It is the perfect location to watch launches from. 

As well as being about as close as you can get to the action, the hotel live-streams the launches so you can hear exactly what is going on at the launch pad in the lead-up. 

That’s an out-of-this-world experience I won’t forget. 

IS there such a thing as too much snow?

When booking a ski holiday in Europe, you’re usually panicking there won’t be enough.

But this month, my seven-year-old son and I travelled to La Thuile, in the Aosta Valley in northern Italy, and witnessed up to half a metre of snow falling A DAY.

The resort, which is part of the Espace San Bernado area that also crosses into La Rosiere in France, is nicknamed Little Siberia thanks to its high altitude and reliable snow.

In fact, the intensity of the snowfall meant that La Thuile had a level four out of five avalanche risk when we visited, with several runs closed.

Visitors were warned against off-piste skiing — something to be taken seriously as in nearby Courmayeur two skiers died that same week as a result of a huge avalanche.

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I was concerned we should steer clear of the mountains altogether, but the resort staff couldn’t have been more reassuring.

They were clearly working 24 hours a day to make everything safe — from the comfort of my hotel room at night, I could hear the controlled explosions as they worked to stabilise the slopes.

The ski school was excellent, too. I have no idea how instructors managed to keep control of hundreds of identical kids in blizzard conditions, but they did. And my son had a wonderful time.

For me, it meant off-piste conditions on your average red run, losing sight of my skis under mounds of fresh powder.

In an entire week, I didn’t come across a single patch of hardened icy slope.

La Thuile is an intermediate skier’s paradise, with lovely wide red runs that are more like dark blues, which wind all the way down the mountain.

There are plenty of blues and blacks too, and if you fancy a trip to France, the lift pass takes you over the border into La Rosiere.

The ski passes are considerably more affordable than in most of France though.

Despite the fact that Italy is the place to be this year, thanks to the recent Winter Olympics taking place there, a ski holiday in the Italian Alps is surprisingly easier on the wallet than other European countries.

In this year’s Post Office ski report, Italy boasted several of the top ten most affordable resorts in Europe, including our pick of La Thuile.

A six-day pass cost £265 for an adult and £187 for a child in high season. Ski and boot hire cost from £79 for kids and £126 for adults.

As we had travelled with ski holiday operator Crystal, they organised all of that for us ahead of the trip, as well as my son’s ski lessons.

In fact, they planned so much that it felt a bit like holidaying with a parent.

The Crystal reps were there to greet us at the airport, at the ski shop when we collected our equipment and at the ski school every morning.

And on the return bus to the airport they even told us the number of our check-in desk.

Their app was excellent too. It told me everything, from where and when to find my airport transfer, to the kinds of non-ski activities you could get up to and the best restaurants.

Much like the lift passes, the restaurants were cheaper than many in French and Austrian resorts.

Even on the mountain, a pizza, large beer and (the gloopiest) hot chocolate cost just over £15 — and came with the best service ever in a busy tourist ski spot.

I’d forgotten quite how perfect the hospitality in Italy is, I’m convinced nowhere does it better.

Our hotel, Le Miramonti, was a historic Alpine hotel in the centre of La Thuile, a ten-minute walk from the main ski lifts.

With a spa that became part of our daily apres-ski routine, comfortable rustic bedrooms, a lounge with a roaring fire and a bar with mountain views (and a very relaxed attitude to children), it was a great place to chill at the end of a day on the slopes.

But by far its best selling point was that aforementioned hospitality. A family-owned 4* hotel where the staff put most 5* properties to shame.

But the cherry on top had to be the waiters in the restaurant, where we had breakfast and a four-course meal each evening.

Every waiter was on first-name terms with my son, exchanging Pokemon tips, drawing him goodbye artwork and slipping him extra treats.

By the end of our stay, we felt like we were part of the family.

TRYING to feed the whole family before a flight can quickly become a very expensive affair – but I’ve found a bargain way to do it (and it comes with unlimited fizz and beer).

A recent trip to London from Edinburgh meant myself and a friend, along with our kids, decided to meet for dinner before the flight at the airport.

But fully expecting to pay a small fortune – the kids take a lot of feeding – we did a bit or research before and learned about the new Escape Lounge.

The Escape Lounge in Edinburgh Airport opened at the end of last year, found near Gate 4 and joins Aspire and Plaza Premium.

Although it looked tempting, I assumed that airport lounges were reserved for business travellers and first-class flyers and would cost a fortune.

However, when I checked online, I noticed that the lounge could be booked in advance for around £35 per person (although this goes up £49 at the door).

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Crunching the numbers, I knew that the airport Wetherspoons – The Sir Walter Scott – costs around £15 for a main meal with a bottle of Prosecco costing £49.

That’s £39 each before you add on any extras like desserts, sides or coffee.

Even better? Revolut members get a 15 per cent discount, so after signing up to the free membership, meant I paid just £29 per person.

Even if that sounds like a lot, once we stepped inside, it quickly became clear we’d made the right choice.

Inside the lounge, everything was included.

There was a hot buffet, fresh sandwiches, cakes, homemade shortbread and biscuits.

There was even a Costa Coffee machine, so we could grab proper coffees before flying.

And then there was the bar. Prosecco was on tap – rose and white – alongside beer, spirits and soft drinks which were all unlimited.

So, there was no worrying about bar tabs, counting rounds or a surprise bill at the end.

We helped ourselves, settled into comfortable seats, and relaxed while the kids tucked into snacks and desserts.

It felt more like a mini break than the usual stressful airport wait.

We were allocated two hours but when our flight was delayed, the lovely staff let us stay and drink Bloody Marys instead of being squashed with the hordes of other families waiting at the gate.

We would have easily spent over £40 each at Wetherspoons and then more again in WHSmith or Costa on extra drinks and snacks.

The Escape Lounges aren’t just in Scotland either – you’ll also find them at Manchester Airport, Bristol Airport, East Midlands Airport, London Stansted Airport

This experience showed me that an airport lounge can actually be the cheapest option especially for families or anyone planning to eat and drink before flying.

Instead of rushing around busy terminals, juggling trays and watching the bill climb, we relaxed, ate well, and started our trip feeling calm.

We arrived at the gate fed, watered, and in a good mood – something that doesn’t always happen when travelling with kids.

And best of all, we did it for less than we would have spent in the pub.

Next time I fly, I won’t be heading for the bar, I’ll be heading straight for the lounge.

Egypt is known for its bounteous history, incredible architecture and stunning Nile River – but there’s a hidden side to the country, as Jess Phillips found out during a recent trip

Between the haze of desert dust kicked up by the row of quad bikes in front of me and the glowing orange of the setting sun against the horizon, it’s easy to miss the rapidly approaching ocean, those last dying rays of sunlight reflecting off the rolling waves.

I’d be forgiven, I’m sure, for not quite expecting to stumble across the Red Sea in the middle of the desert.

Regardless, that’s exactly what happened when I found myself riding a quad bike through the Marsa Alam sands. Our group pulled up to the shore to look for shells and coral, and for a moment, it felt as though I was on another planet entirely.

Let’s back up for a second. Before last year, I’d never even heard of Marsa Alam. I’m ashamed to say that I couldn’t have pointed it out on a map if you’d paid me for the pleasure.

Now, however, all of that has changed. I genuinely feel as though I discovered one of Egypt’s best-kept secrets after jetting off from London Gatwick on a direct TUI flight to Marsa Alam International – the country’s first privately owned and operated international airport, which opened in 2003.

Marsa Alam is a burgeoning coastal resort catering to tourists from around the world. The area is still actively developing – though that definitely doesn’t mean it’s lacking in things to do – and offers the best of both worlds: incredible beaches, perfect blue water, and the more traditional Egyptian desert experiences.

Though the flight itself was over five hours, the transfer time to my hotel was gratifyingly brief – a mere 15 minutes by TUI-operated minibus. Having arrived at night, it was impossible to make out much of the surrounding scenery as we entered the hotel complex.

The Jaz hotel group is a giant in Egypt. You’ll find their properties tucked away in every nook and cranny. My destination was the Jaz Elite Amara, one of TUI’s all-inclusive offerings for UK visitors. Boasting seven public pools and 18 swim-up rooms, the hotel’s water theme hits straight from the lobby, where you’ll find quietly tinkling fountains as soon as you step through the doors.

Bright and early the next morning, I was ready to experience everything Marsa had to offer. Situated on the coast of the Red Sea, I’d already managed to grab a glimpse of the ocean on my first night, but seeing those turquoise waters up close was truly something else. So how better than to start my trip with a bout of snorkelling, taking off from the nearby resort town of Port Ghalib?

TUI’s snorkelling excursions take off from the port town and take visitors out onto the Red Sea by boat, before stopping over the gorgeous coral reefs to allow intrepid adventurers to spot dugong – better known as sea cows – and turtles frolicking in the clear blue water.

The highlight of my trip to Marsa Alam, however? Exploring the desert.

I headed off on another TUI excursion, a 20-minute drive from the Amara, over to The Camel Yard. The desert safari company offers everything from quad biking and buggy driving to traditional Bedouin experiences, and I was ready for it all.

Our group started off by getting kitted out for the journey – you’ll want to bring sunglasses due to the dust, but the company does provide goggles and scarves to keep the sand out of your face.

Prior to this, I’d never ridden a quad bike, but our instructor – who joyfully told us to refer to him as ‘habibi’, meaning ‘my friend’ in Arabic – made it simple, showing us how to start the engines and accelerate and brake. The bikes don’t have gears, so it was a totally freeing feeling to push the throttle across the dunes and in wide, arcing circles with the rest of my group.

After around an hour and a half on the bikes, with stops by the sea and in the dunes to see the incredible landscape, we headed back to the main tent for our Bedouin evening. If I was impressed by the desert itself, that was nothing compared to learning about the traditional pharmaceutical practices of the nomadic Arab tribes who traverse the desert by camel.

We sampled wellness blends containing eucalyptus to menthol crystals, which did wonders for clearing out the airways, along with spritzing ourselves with Egyptian perfumes, all available to purchase in glass bottles afterwards.

The night was far from over, however, as the desert excursion also included an incredible buffet meal consisting of roast lamb, chicken and an epic array of Egyptian salads, all with a strong blend of spices that made even the blandest foods – potatoes, cucumber, bread – stand out as a new favourite.

While we ate, we were entertained by a belly dancer and the whirling of the Tanoura. Afterwards, we trooped outside to enjoy some stargazing in the pitch black of the night, where Jupiter and Saturn were clearly visible through a telescope.

There was something truly magical about standing under the night sky, with Orion’s Belt and the Big Dipper both visible in the sky. Far from the light pollution of cities like Cairo and Luxor, Marsa Alam felt like an undisturbed paradise, one which transformed from looking like something out of an old episode of Star Trek in the daytime to an ethereal expanse of unbroken sands in the moonlight.

I can sum up Marsa Alam in two simple words – majestic and otherworldly. You’ll find something incredible around every corner, away from the hustle and bustle of city bazaars and ancient Egyptian ruins.

TUI’s all-inclusive bundles are perfect to get a feel for the area, with plenty of excursions and activities to keep you occupied while you explore the hotel complex.

I’d go back in a heartbeat.

Book it

TUI offers weekly flights to Marsa Alam from London Gatwick Airport during winter, as well as its trips to Sharm el-Sheikh, Hurghada, Luxor and Cairo. TUI Hotels & Resorts has 57 hotels with more than 17,100 rooms across Egypt.

TUI offers a seven-night holiday to Marsa Alam staying at 5T Jaz Elite Amara on an all-inclusive basis from £1,371 per person. Price is based on two adults sharing a Superior Double Room with Limited Sea View and Balcony departing from London Gatwick Airport on the 19 of April 2026 with 20kgs luggage included. To find out more about this holiday or to book go to tui.co.uk.

The Marsa Alam snorkeling excursion costs £62 for adults and £31 for children.

Quad Bike Morning Safari with Bedouin Tea Tasting | TUI Musement costs £43 for a shared tour.

Desert Sunset with Stargazing and Bedouin Dinner in Marsa Alam costs £53 for adults and £26 for children.

I swapped grey British skies for 23°C sunshine in a beautiful city this February

February in Britain typically brings relentless grey skies, persistent rain and blustery conditions whilst we eagerly await the arrival of spring. The dreary weather and bitter temperatures can make winter seem interminable. Yet just three hours away, I discovered myself soaking up 23°C sunshine in a destination many describe as “paradise.”

Determined to unwind beside a pool, I traded my heavy winter coat for summer dresses and sunglasses during my visit to Marrakech, Morocco. With quieter tourist numbers, exciting excursions, affordable accommodation and flights available from just £23.99 in March through Easyjet, here’s why you ought to consider a trip yourself.

Why it’s called paradise

When journeying to Morocco, fellow travellers may advise “you must stay in a riad” rather than a hotel to experience authentic Moroccan hospitality. The term riad means “garden” or “paradise” in Arabic.

“Moroccan riads were meant to represent the Muslim vision of paradise,” reported Moroccan Zest. “They were built and decorated by the best craftsmen from all over the Mediterranean area and enriched by Andalusian art to become the Moorish-style palaces we know today.”

My family and I ultimately chose a five-star establishment called El Olivar Palace in Marrakech, which featured private sections functioning as miniature riads, and it truly was paradise. The architecture was utterly stunning, whilst the entire hotel grounds radiated luxury and tranquillity.

This hotel provided an all-inclusive package featuring unlimited buffet dining with breakfast, lunch, dinner, and pudding. Despite being situated in a Muslim nation, the establishment continued to serve alcoholic beverages in the restaurant and at the outdoor bar.

The hotel boasts three swimming pools: two outdoor and one indoor, all surrounded by comfortable sun loungers. In the evenings, entertainment takes place in their indoor lounge, though throughout this quieter season it tends to be more peaceful, with reduced visitor numbers.

Moroccan tradition places great importance on warmth and hospitality. The hotel team were outstanding, incredibly friendly, and helpful. For most of our stay, we hardly needed to do anything as the staff attended to our every need as though we were VIPs.

Not only was our accommodation remarkable, but Morocco itself feels like an exotic haven wherever you venture. Despite the bustling streets of Marrakech, the city brimmed with vibrant culture and stunning views.

My preferred element was strolling past orange and olive trees, when suddenly you’d spot a lorry with a flock of goats or a donkey transporting merchandise. There were countless horses, cats, monkeys and snake charmers simply present in the town centre whilst motorbikes and scooters whizzed through the crowds.

When the sun starts to descend and the golden hour arrives, the country truly shines at its finest. The sky becomes the most magnificent sight to behold as its blue and orange shades blend together.

As the cotton-candy-like Atlas Mountains become increasingly visible, the large, luminous moon begins to appear. Once darkness falls, the sheer number of stars in Marrakech’s sky instils a tranquil serenity unmatched by any other location.

Morocco is also known as Al-Maghrib, translating to ‘the place in the West’. “In its simplest definition, the Arabic word maghrib means sunset,” as per The National News – an apt descriptor for this nation indeed.

Here’s my 72-hour itinerary

Like any holiday, venturing into a new country, it’s best to divide your time between adventurous pursuits, delving into the history and culture, and a day of relaxation. We spent five days in Marrakech, but this itinerary could easily be condensed into 72 hours.

For the first day, or rather the sunniest day of your trip, I’d suggest embarking on the desert excursion. We arranged this through Get Your Guide and paid a mere £15 for four activities spanning the entire day.

This included a visit to an Argan Oil Women’s Cooperative, where we savoured tea and bread with a variety of scrumptious dips (do try the peanut butter, it’s life-changing), followed by a tour and informative talk on the benefits of argan oil.

Next, you’ll embark on a camel ride; this was an utterly surreal and exhilarating experience, akin to riding a towering horse that moves like a seesaw. I’d recommend investing in a headscarf, as the sand can infiltrate your system.

Following that, you’ll team up for an exhilarating quad biking adventure, which proved an absolute thrill and a brilliant opportunity to bond with fellow travellers. Afterwards, you’ll tuck into a sumptuous three-course feast showcasing authentic Moroccan dishes.

To cap off the evening, you’ll witness a captivating, mesmerising fire performance that I promise will stay with you forever. For day two, I’d suggest taking things at a gentler pace. You ought to experience a hammam, an age-old, customary steam bath centred on purification and renewal.

This might sound extraordinary, but you’re instructed to undress entirely and provided with merely a modest cloth to preserve your modesty and a plush bathrobe that remains so toasty it feels freshly tumble-dried each time you slip it on. You’ll subsequently be bathed and thoroughly exfoliated before unwinding in the steam chamber.

Afterwards, you’ll be served tea and treated to a massage. I emerged from this experience feeling utterly refreshed, spotless and at peace.

Most residents indulge in this ritual weekly, and I completely understand why it’s become such a cherished custom. Next, make your way to Henna cafe for a stunning temporary hand design (resist anyone approaching you on the street offering it; visit a legitimate establishment to ensure you receive organic, genuine henna).

Finally, on your closing day, embark on a city tour and discover the captivating history of Marrakech. My personal highlight was the Bahia Palace.

Afterwards, wander through the souks, but stay alert to avoid being overcharged; negotiate firmly if you’re tempted to purchase anything! I spent £20 on a small kitchen bowl, and I’m still annoyed with myself for not insisting on a better price.

Three words: Morocco is paradise

I’ve never felt so calm and revitalised before, and I came back to a somewhat dreary UK looking radiant and recharged. February proved the ideal time to visit as there weren’t excessive numbers of tourists and the climate was favourable.

There were spells of rain as anticipated, but it felt crisp and pleasant after landing on a warm, sunny day. According to BBC News, this week the city is experiencing temperatures of 26°C, and it’s expected to climb higher as days progress.

I’d suggest packing a jacket, as evenings can turn cool, but I predominantly enjoyed wearing modest dresses and sandals.

Reflecting on our trip, my cousin Keisha remarked, “It was paradise, everything about it felt perfect, even the rain. Being there felt surreal and beautiful. Definitely worth another visit in the future.”

Former Emmerdale star Kelvin Fletcher moved to the picturesque Peak District village of Wincle in Cheshire in 2021, where he now farms for his ITV show Fletcher’s Family Farm

Former Emmerdale actor Kelvin Fletcher has made his home in a charming Cheshire village that’s been likened to “going back in time”. Arriving at Wincle, just over an hour’s drive from Manchester, I was instantly struck by the eye-catching red telephone box and the thundering sound of the River Dane.

Nestled within the Peak District, the village is enveloped by undulating countryside and stunning vistas. Yet it’s merely a short journey from more urban centres such as Macclesfield or Congleton, providing a taste of rural living whilst maintaining access to major town amenities.

Kelvin, recognised by many as Andy Sugden from Emmerdale, relocated to the area with his wife Liz and their children in 2021. The move coincided with his transformation from soap actor to farmer, documented in the docuseries Kelvin’s Farming Adventure and, more recently, Fletcher’s Family Farm on ITV One. He now rents a cottage on the farm on Airbnb – earning up to £78,000 a year.

Winding through the country lanes towards Wincle offers glimpses of several Cheshire landmarks including the towering BT Tower in Sutton or the magnificent Macclesfield Forest, a brief drive from the village. Macclesfield itself sits just 15 minutes from the village.

On arrival, I managed to squeeze my car amongst a row of empty vehicles, only to spot numerous ramblers tying their boots or knocking mud from their footwear as I made my way towards the river. With its rural walks, two straightforward words capture the locale – walker’s heaven, reports the Manchester Evening News.

The tiny village is also steeped in history. The Ship Inn, which is currently closed “until further notice”, has been located in Wincle since 1739, whilst St Michael’s Church first opened its doors in 1647.

The church, which underwent restoration in 2018, was constructed on the site of a neolithic burial ground.

Away from the main roads, the historic Cleulow Cross, a gritstone pillar believed to date back to the Dark Ages, stands watch over the Peak District hills, drawing walkers in their droves. After enjoying their ramble, visitors can pop into Wincle Brewery, nestled alongside the River Dane.

It’s not just tourists who have fallen for the area’s charms, however. Chris Gardener relocated to Wincle over a decade ago, captivated by its breathtaking scenery and peaceful rural way of life.

He said: “I live here and I love it. It’s just the beauty of it. It’s a very lovely place and it feels like going back in time. I’ve lived here for around 10 years now and it’s all about the community, the people are lovely.”

Since featuring in Kelvin’s documentary about his character Andy Sugden, the village has reportedly seen a surge in visitors hoping to spot the actor. Meanwhile, local business owner Giles Meadows, who runs Wincle Brewery, says Kelvin can frequently be spotted lending a hand within the local community.

He said: “There has definitely been an influx of people into the village since Kelvin moved in. People walk around looking out for Kelvin himself and he has really integrated into the community. He likes to help out at the village fete and at local events.”

Giles revealed that many visitors are drawn to the quaint village thanks to its stunning natural surroundings, adding: “It’s a very beautiful part of the country, it’s got the beauty of the Peak District but it’s still relatively close to civilisation.

“A lot of the people here are extremely friendly and welcoming. People come here because it is a naturally beautiful place with some fantastic walks.”

Kelvin returns to our screens tonight (February 23) with Fletcher’s Family Farm on ITV One at 7:30pm. This week sees Kelvin preparing his older pigs for market and making an unexpected trip to A&E following an unfortunate encounter with a wasp’s nest. Meanwhile, a new kitten joins the ever-growing Fletcher family.

Over the holiday period, I travelled to explore what this upcoming seaside town had to offer

Nestled along the British coastline, one “emerging” seaside destination is discreetly transforming itself into the perfect coastal getaway. Boasting over 50 independent retailers dotting its charming streets, it presents a welcome change from identical high streets dominated by familiar chain stores.

The town’s artistic flair complements its historical appeal. From mouth-watering bakeries, trendy bars and eateries to unusual boutiques, each street corner feels distinctly local and brimming with character. Here’s what I uncovered during my visit to the sandy coastal town of Folkestone in Kent.

The beach

Folkestone features six beaches, but the one that captivated me most was the sheltered Sunny Sands. This spot was utterly stunning and serene. My highlight was perched on the brick wall above, observing the freezing turquoise waves rolling in.

Numerous visitors had their amiable dogs wandering freely, bounding across the sand and along the shoreline, and it was such a liberating scene to observe. The temperature was bitterly cold, and the breeze was battering my face, but it was worthwhile spending every moment there in tranquillity.

There was something oddly meditative about the sea, particularly in Folkestone. Well-known seaside destinations like Brighton don’t quite deliver that same sense of calm and peacefulness.

High street full of Independent shops

I thoroughly enjoyed discovering the town, with its undulating hills offering views reminiscent of the South of France, complete with palm trees and vibrant buildings. Yet what truly captured my heart was witnessing what the locals had to offer.

Folkestone boasts a thriving high street packed with a variety of local independent businesses, from clothing boutiques and game shops to traditional pubs and cafés. This area is known as the Creative Quarter, “a true symbol of the regeneration of the town,” said Folkstone and Hythe.

The town is surprisingly artistic and wonderfully eccentric. The quarter is said to hold an “inspiring community of designers, filmmakers, musicians, web developers and artists around the 115 studios and offices and over 50 shops, as well as around 80 flats, making the area a playground for creative and digital businesses.”

I ended up departing with second-hand bags and jewellery, anime and comic book merchandise (who would have thought?), along with charming trinkets to adorn my room.

The unique railway

Sitting at the heart of the harbour is an elongated, disused railway station, which proved both intriguing and thoroughly enjoyable to stroll across. According to Folkestone Harbour Seafront, the station platforms form part of the restoration of the Harbour Arm and its heritage structures.

The former Folkestone Harbour station launched in 1850, with a steep branch line descending from the main station to the harbour, connecting trains with ferries to Boulogne and Calais.

Following the abolition of duty-free shopping in 1999, the ferry operation from Folkestone ceased in September 2000, eliminating the primary purpose for the harbour branch line’s existence.

The arrival of the nearby Channel Tunnel also diminished the requirement for the conventional ferry-to-train connection, resulting in the line being formally closed in 2014. The station was subsequently cordoned off and deteriorated.

Nevertheless, the station was later restored and reopened in spring 2018. The platforms, where passengers once waited for trains, are now sheltered areas to relax, sit, and enjoy the scenery.

Discussing the transformation of the station, a spokesperson for the company said: “When the Folkestone Harbour & Seafront Development Company took possession of the harbour buildings, it was clear that very little of the original 1850 station structure remained.

“Even though the physical structure lacked authenticity, we realised that the existence of a station on the Harbour Arm had been integral to the successful development of Folkestone. It was interlaced with layers of history, making it an important piece of the town’s story.”

London-inspired attractions

After we strolled along the platform, we followed the signpost, which directed us to the “Goods Yard.” There, we discovered what resembled a compact version of London’s Boxpark.

This came as a welcome discovery, as throughout most of our stay, we’d been mingling with locals who appeared to be pensioners, but the Goods Yard attracted predominantly younger people, teenagers and families.

Similar to London, the venue featured a large screen showing family-friendly films and was surrounded by numerous restaurants and drinking establishments.

The dining options include Little Rock and Rocksalt, which provide locally caught seafood alongside coastal panoramas. Fresh fish cuisine can also be found at Chummys.

According to FolkeLife, Plamil Foods manufactures plant-based milks and vegan chocolate, whilst El Cortador delivers Spanish tapas. For beverages, craft beer is available at Brewing Brothers, whereas the Potting Shed provides vibrant atmospheres.

My top dining recommendation

During my time there, the finest experience I had was undoubtedly the cuisine. Beyond the harbour area, my preferred dining destination is the Blackmarket on Tontine Street.

This neighbourhood establishment serves mouth-watering burgers, chicken wings and alcoholic drinks, occasionally hosting live musical performances.

The interior design was remarkable, showcasing an eclectic collection of photographs, art pieces, text, banners, and emblems. It’s incredibly contemporary, yet accommodates visitors of every age and character.

I selected a burger topped with blue cheese, chorizo and crispy onions, which I still fantasise about today. I polished off the soy honey garlic-glazed wings within moments.

While chatting with proprietor Nathan Roberts, he explained they source locally, partnering with one of the town’s few remaining butchers. The menu gets refreshed every couple of months, guaranteeing fresh offerings on each return trip.

Discussing Folkestone’s prospects, Nathan commented: “It’s definitely somewhere to watch, there’s a lot going on, a lot of moves being made. I’d say in the next 10 years, Folkestone will be on the map, especially for people in the city. It’s going to be somewhere to keep an eye on; it’s only going to get better around here.”

AS an ignorant southerner, I barely believed the idyllic world I had seen on TV of Cumbria’s lakes, valleys and mountains could truly exist here in Britain.

And even as I gazed across the shimmering Ullswater lake, with the sun setting over the trees, I had to pinch myself.

I was so mesmerised I even tried to get the kids (aged five and seven) to stop fighting with sticks to take in the view with me. It didn’t work.

Even if it was a slightly different holiday to the one we’d taken in 2017BK (Before Kids), the 328-mile journey from East Sussex to the Lake District sure was worth it.

The drive even felt like part of the adventure, travelling in Skoda’s fully electric 2025 Elroq SportLine 85, complete with heated seats.

We only needed to stop to charge once, which gave us a welcome coffee and toilet break.

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Forty minutes and about £40 later we were off again, weaving past rolling hills, dry stone walls and flocks of curious sheep.

Our home for the next few nights was a cottage in picturesque Sedbergh, on the border of the Lakes and Yorkshire Dales.

Our home for the next few nights was a cottage in picturesque Sedbergh, on the border of the Lakes and Yorkshire Dales.

Known as England’s official “Book Town”, thanks to the high number of book shops here, its Emmerdale-esque scenery inspired my first attempt to get my children to “just look at the views”.

But like all later efforts to get them to marvel at, arguably, Britain’s greatest natural landscapes, it failed miserably.

I was told by my son that “I don’t really do views, I prefer doing things, like knee slides”.

Fair enough, and luckily for him there was plenty to keep him and his sister happy other than the scenery.

There’s lots for adults too, not least the food.

Cumbria claims to have the most Michelin stars outside of London, but my partner and I left the fine dining for a trip without youngsters.

Cumbria claims to have the most Michelin stars outside of London, but my partner and I left the fine dining for a trip without youngsters.

Instead, we spoiled ourselves in top-notch pubs, enjoying delicious, hearty grub.

Our local, The Dalesman, dished up beautiful pies by a roaring fire.

And the nearby Black Bull cooked up a stupendous full English and the biggest bacon sandwich I’ve ever seen, setting us up nicely for a day exploring.

Choosing where to eat is almost as important as picking which lake or waterfall to visit.

But while the Elroq features a smart windscreen display and huge navigation screen, I didn’t find cruising around narrow country lanes on a dark night that much fun.

They didn’t waste a penny on tarmac when they built the roads.

So we were lucky the 17th century Punch Bowl Inn in Crosthwaite was nearby and that its renowned cheese souffle lived up to the billing.

We also made use of the brilliant local produce by raiding the nearby Meat Hook butchers for fire-side steak and sausages at home.

While our electric Skoda may be the future of travel, we still enjoyed heading back in time with an unmissable trip on the steam train from Haverthwaite to Lakeside.

It is a great way to see some of the area and we combined it with a boat ride up the mighty Lake Windermere to Bowness where, once again, the views are jaw-dropping.

Bustling Bowness boasts a huge choice of pubs and shops, but we spent the afternoon in the magical, and reasonably priced, World Of Beatrix Potter Attraction.

As well as a Peter Rabbit cafe selling home-made cakes and afternoon tea, there is a free activity trail and interactive videos showing yet more cracking Lake District views, except on a screen.

The kids loved completing the puzzles about Peter Rabbit, Jemima Puddle-Duck and Co.

And while that kept their little minds entertained, the best way to burn off energy was climbing through the trees and adventure playgrounds of Brookhole on Windermere.

There, you can brave tree-top adventures in Zip World, try axe-throwing or take a boat out on the lake, among other activities.

We left there with the kids suitably exhausted and ready for an eight-hour drive home.

Luckily, they slept the entire way, tucked up in the back of the car, while I soaked up the last of those views.

The popular beauty spot with Victorian-era bathing area was left damaged after huge waves battered the area.

Swimmers in Plymouth have been warned to stay out of the water at one of Britain’s most beloved beauty spots in the self-proclaimed Ocean City — a caution that follows the battering the south west endured from Storm Ingrid in January 2026. The Victorian-era steps at Plymouth Hoe’s Tinside Beach were left severely damaged by towering waves in January, though the outdoor Tinside Lido, which underwent renovation last year, has escaped unscathed.

Local year-round swimmers, however, are now speaking out, arguing that the destruction has laid bare “what an eyesore” the small beach and its surroundings have become — and they’re calling on authorities to invest in restoring Tinside Beach as a “fabulous asset” for Plymouth once more.

A visit to the much-loved spot on Saturday, February 14, uncovered “no swimming ” signs installed by Plymouth City Council, alerting visitors to “sharp spikes and debris” as well as “dangerous and uneven surfaces”.

The beach has long been a cherished gathering place for locals who brave the elements throughout the year, with many citing its significant contribution to their mental wellbeing alongside the wider benefits of wild swimming.

Yet in the wake of the storms that obliterated the concrete steps and several railings, swimmers have reported that getting into the water “safely” has become incredibly difficult. Numerous locals have also expressed worries that, even before the storm wreaked havoc, the vicinity had already become “rundown”, despite still attracting holidaymakers throughout the summer season, , reports the Express.

Melanie Green shared with me: “There’s a lot of all-year-round swimmers that know what should be used to do a ‘quality’ job with regards to repairs now needed.

“Plymouth City Council, please have a meeting with us all and make the Hoe steps and seafront look great again. This is where tourists come to visit. Invest in it.”

The dawn swimmers at Tinside Beach form a friendly community. Chuckles, cheerful banter and even homemade cakes are exchanged amongst the group whenever birthdays or milestone moments occur.

However, the Victorian-era steps at Tinside are in “desperate need of repair”, making it difficult to congregate – and one habitual swimmer observed that regular maintenance “would save money in the long run”.

The council has confirmed it “cares about the Hoe and foreshore” and is “sad to see the damage the recent storms have caused.”

A Plymouth City Council spokesperson further explained that “our surveyors and contractors are reviewing repair options for the Tinside steps and we will look to mobilise repairs as soon as practically possible”.

Last summer witnessed the reopening of the restored outdoor Tinside Lido beside Tinside Beach. The redevelopment was funded through the National Lottery Heritage Fund, Youth Investment Fund, Levelling Up Fund, and Plymouth City Council.

With this in mind, local swimmer Rena Truscott remarked: “I wish the council would have a complete rehaul and properly fix the waterfront, starting with Tinside (beach and steps).

“I feel investment is desperately needed now, not just to make the best of a fabulous asset for Plymouth but to ensure it remains safe and an ongoing legacy for the benefit of all.

“The Tinside Lido (renovation completed in 2025) now looks amazing and I’m sure it draws attention and hopefully tourists and revenue back to the Hoe. However, this now highlights what an eyesore the surrounding area is. Despite this, it remains popular all year round.”

Debra Romagnuolo voiced similar worries, stating: “Tinside steps are in desperate need of repair. Not just a quick fix. It needs good quality workmanship, not something that literally lasts a few weeks like the railings. It is in a sorry state.”

During my visit, chunks of concrete from the storm damage were visible strewn across the shoreline and seabed near the steps.

Warning notices have been put up advising people not to enter the water in this location, as large concrete blocks remain underwater and, depending on the tide, may not always be easily spotted.

A Plymouth City Council spokesperson commented: “We care about the Hoe and foreshore and are sad to see the damage the recent storms have caused, not just here in Plymouth but in so many other coastal villages, towns and cities.

“We are very much at the mercy of the elements but work hard to direct as much resource as possible towards protecting and reinforcing our historic waterfront so it can continue to be enjoyed for generations to come.

“Recent and ongoing works include repairs to West Hoe Pier and the Admirals Hard slipway, as well as the steps into the water at Commercial Wharf.”

Plymouth City Council added in their statement: “Our surveyors and contractors are reviewing repair options for the Tinside steps and we will look to mobilise repairs as soon as practically possible, once the weather is more in our favour.

“We are also working with marine and foreshore technical advisors and contractors on condition surveys of the wider foreshore. The findings from these surveys will be used to produce an action plan of monitoring, further investigations and prioritised repair works, for which we can then seek funding.

“Refurbishment works at Tinside Lido last year transformed underused areas of the Grade II-listed Art Deco building, safeguarding it for future generations whilst creating new opportunities for people to connect with Plymouth Sound.

“Its careful preservation and transformation will ensure Tinside continues to be a much-loved feature of Plymouth’s waterfront whilst supporting the health, wellbeing and aspirations of young people in Britain’s Ocean City.”

WANT TO visit a Greek island but with less crowds? Well, one island that is closer to Turkey might be the answer.

Jet2 is launching new flights from two UK airports to the Greek island of Samos this summer.

The routes flying from Manchester and London Stansted Airports will be exclusive to Jet2 and Jet2holidays.

There will be two weekly flights from Manchester Airport to Samos between May 5 and October 30.

And there will also be two weekly flights from London Stansted to Samos between May 7 and October 29.

Samos lies just off the coast of Turkey and is well-known for its golden beaches – with 45 scattered throughout.

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The mountainous Greek island is also known for Muscat wine and across the island there are a number of vineyards you can visit.

For example, you could head to Vakakis Winery where you can go on a relaxed tour.

If you prefer history, across the island there are a number of historical ruins to explore as well.

In Vathy, the island’s main town and port, the Archaeological Museum of Vathy of Samos has treasures from the Heraion of Samos such as statues and pots.

You can also visit the site of Heraion itself, which costs £5.24 per person to visit.

The UNESCO World Heritage Site is a ruin of an ancient sanctuary dedicated to the goddess Hera – believed to be her birthplace.

Today, only one of the original 155 columns remains.

When it comes to exploring the island’s landscape, the green mountains provide the perfect place for a hike and the soft sand beaches are ideal for relaxing.

One beach, Tsamadou Beach, is well-known for having smooth pebbles and turquoise water.

There’s even a beach bar that will bring you drinks right to the lounger.

Another great spot is Potami Beach and the waterfalls.

The beach itself is large, but follow the river from the beach through the woodland and you will find a waterfall you can swim in.

Littered across the island there are also a number of smaller villages to discover.

In the picturesque fishing village of Kokkari, have a wander along the colourful waterfront and through narrow cobbled alleyways.

Many people who come to Kokkari enjoy windsurfing, as the area is known for having the ideal conditions for the sport.

And for those wanting a challenge, hike to Mount Kerkis which is the highest peak on the island at 1,433 metres.

The warmest weather on the island is usually from May to October and this is also when the tavernas are open – which if you do head to, you can expect to pay around €4 (£3.49) for a beer.

If you want to avoid crowds, June and September are the best months to visit.

When it comes to choosing somewhere to stay, there are a lot of villas over the island.

Though, there are some hotels as well like the Scorpios Hotel and Suites, which costs from £74 a night with a pool.

Steve Heapy, CEO of Jet2.com and Jet2holidays, said: “The launch of Samos for Summer 26 gives holidaymakers and independent travel agents access to this beautiful Greek island and the exclusive chance to enjoy an authentic slice of Greece from Manchester and London Stansted Airports.

“We are very pleased to be expanding our presence across Greece by adding this brand-new gateway to our portfolio, appealing to holidaymakers looking for a laid-back Greek island experience.”

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Considered to be one of the UK’s best cities with Roman ruins and a historic market, I was expecting more, but after visiting at the weekend, I left feeling underwhelmed and wouldn’t rush back.

I’m passionate about exploring fresh destinations across England, so when a particular city kept appearing on my social media timeline, I knew I had to make the trip. St Albans is a historic cathedral city in Hertfordshire, England, situated approximately 20 miles north of London.

Nowadays, it’s recognised as an appealing and wealthy commuter hub, yet its heritage extends back almost 2,000 years. Combining Roman archaeological remains and medieval thoroughfares with contemporary retail outlets, St Albans has evolved into one of the most historically significant cities in southeast England.

St Albans’ roots trace back to the Roman settlement of Verulamium, established in the 1st century AD and growing into one of Roman Britain’s largest urban centres.

The settlement served as a vital hub for commerce and administration, featuring temples, bathhouses and a theatre. Sections of the Roman fortifications and mosaics remain visible today, especially in and surrounding Verulamium Park.

The vestiges of this Roman community constitute a significant element of the city’s character and draw numerous tourists annually.

The city takes its name from St Alban, traditionally regarded as Britain’s first Christian martyr, who was put to death for sheltering a Christian priest.

A memorial erected in his memory eventually became St Albans Cathedral, which continues to be the city’s most renowned monument.

Currently, it’s a thriving and affluent city celebrated for its heritage, open spaces and excellent transport connections to London. I popped over to St Albans this past weekend and left feeling somewhat let down.

Given its stellar reputation, I’d anticipated something rather more refined, yet sections of the town centre appeared decidedly weary.

Certain streets looked decidedly shabby, whilst the uneven footpaths made strolling about considerably less enjoyable than I’d envisaged.

The town was absolutely heaving as well, which contributed to a feeling of disorder rather than character, and securing a parking spot proved far trickier than expected. This might have been down to it being market day.

I kicked off my morning at The Ivy for brekkie, what should have been a proper treat at a restaurant I previously adored. However, it failed to impress, with sluggish service and subpar fare.

That being said, alternative dining options were genuinely brilliant. I grabbed a bite at Japes, where the pizza was absolutely cracking, and also popped into Knoops for a decadent hot chocolate.

Regarding places to grab food, drinks and browse, the town absolutely excels, as it does with its historical offerings.

It’s also difficult to write off entirely a place boasting shops like Anthropologie, Oliver Bonas and Space NK – that trio alone typically indicates a respectable retail destination. Yet, notwithstanding that, I’m uncertain I’d be keen to return in the near future.

“IT’S definitely your best picture ever.”

That was the verdict from my son when I proudly showed off my hot-off-the-easel painting after an inspiring “art experience” on a weekend break in Wales.

It was the highlight of my time in St David’s, Pembrokeshire, with Coastal Cottages.

The location is the UK’s smallest city — more of a village with a stonking great cathedral attached.

Our base was the cosy Goat Street Cottage — a traditional end-of- terrace kitted out in a very comfortable country style.

It sleeps five and has everything for a short break, a longer holiday or even a family Easter or Christmas.

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Pembrokeshire’s golden beaches are the big draw and even in winter they are breathtaking.

The water was turquoise, the skies blue and the sand seemed to go on for ever.

This is a national park lined by a stunning coastal path. At Whitesands Bay, surfers were catching the waves.

The fact the water was icy made no difference.

There isn’t just one beach here — the St David’s Peninsula has 26.

Solva, a quaint inlet, and Newgale — backed by massive pebble bank — were among our favourites.

We were the odd ones out as we didn’t have a dog. Among the walkers they were almost compulsory.

There are signs everywhere for dog ice cream, dog menus and home-made dog treats.

Many of Coastal’s 400 cottages welcome four-legged visitors too.

Ours had a dog bed in the living room although pets are not allowed on sofas or upstairs.

The crashing waves were our muse when we met artist Jill Jones for a two-hour lesson booked through the cottage’s concierge service.

Jill is a human dynamo who, after a 30-year career in graphic design, built her own studio in Talbenny loaded with art equipment.

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She has a unique technique and doesn’t believe in doing more than a few strokes with one brush.

So every few seconds we had fresh brushes in our hands with the used ones tossed into a large bucket.

Her step-by-step teaching was truly motivating.

It was the first time in years anyone had really shown me proper acrylic painting skills so I could achieve a result I wanted to hang on my wall.

The concierge service can also deliver hampers of Welsh produce or flowers to your cottage or book activity days ranging from boat trips to spa treatments, cooking classes or flying lessons.

It turns a cottage stay into a magical memory.

Pleased with our masterpieces, we treated ourselves to a hearty and delicious Sunday lunch at The Castle pub in Little Haven.

Back in St David’s, there was just time for a final browse of the shops.

Arts and crafts abound, from the Goat Street Gallery to Solva Woollen Mill and the Window On Wales which had so many covetable gifts it felt like Etsy on steroids.

For the family back home, we grabbed some handmade treats from Chapel Chocolates and the MamGu Welshcake bakery.

If you want to eat out on a Sunday evening, be warned. Despite having a three-Michelin-rosette restaurant and a tapas bar, the town was mostly closed — but this was in winter.

Luckily Saffron met our needs for a final Indian meal.

At the Oriel Y Parc visitor centre we topped up the EV — the break had already recharged our human batteries.