I cannot remember the very first holiday venue as I was a toddler but I do remember being totally petrified of the sand on my feet and screamed blue murder when mom and dad tried to get me to stand on the beach. But the first venue I can remember I was four years old and we had a week at Llandudno. My dad realised there were mice in the mattress him and mom were sleeping on but he kept quiet about it until after the holiday as mom would have been hysterical and would have wanted to go home.