I Can't Stand Folk Who Are All

The Only Way To Go On Holiday Is With Your Expectations At Ground Level. Convince Yourself Before You Go That The Weather's Going To Be Dreadful And There Will Be Nylon Sheets. You'll Then Be Pleasantly Surprised.

I Can't Tan Naturally.

My Older Sister Is Bossy, My Brother Is A Stirrer And Me - Well, I Am Perfect!

I Still Can't Set Up The Ironing-board. A Complete Luddite.

If I Do Go To The Beach There Have To Be Certain Rules: It Can't Be A Pebbly Beach, There Has To Be Some Shade And There Has To Be A Beach Bar. I Don't Want To Go Off The Beaten Track.