My most cherished summer time memory is when I was 16 and did an exchange trip to the south of France - sun, wine, girls (and unfortunately Gauloise cigarettes untipped!)

My cherished memory is holidaying in Lefkada. My second foreign holiday. It rained the night we arrived and everyone danced in the street. It hadn’t rained for three months.

Going to Israel with my parents and grandparents.  Although I had been and travelled around Israel before, this was the first time we had all been away together. as a family.  It was also even more special as I met up with my penfriend Moshe, who I’d been corresponding with for years and who surprised me by turning up in the hotel full dressed in his army uniform as he was doing his National Service.  It was a very memorable holiday

CRICKET SEASON, the smell of freshly cut grass and the chance to miss a day of school doing something I love. Great times.

I shall always remember being able to leave hospital in le Havre and being able to return home after being successfully treated for a heart attack. It had been touch and go, but the French doctors     worked the miracle, and I am still here to tell the story.  

When we were young, our family would travel to Bournemouth for our summer holiday. And we would spend every day, come rain or shine, on the beach. Every day was the same routine, but we loved every minute. Especially if it started raining, as our Dad would count how long it took to pack everything up and get under shelter. And challenge us to beat the previous time. Lots of sandcastle and sand sculpture building, inflatables, cold sea water, and sandy sandwiches. Simple holidays, filled with laughter :-)

Probably Florida for my honeymoon. Our daughter was a year old at the time and loved the theme parks!

The year we grew strawberries in the garden, and my son went to town on them every day he played out there!

In hindsight a very memorable and now cherished memory is when we were on holiday as a family by the coast. Me and my brother were relaxing in the sea after a good day rock climbing, up and down some of the nearby cliffs. We thought it’d be fun to run along the breakwater to jump into the sea from it, but were both knocked off by a giant wave and later, at the hospital, found out we’d both broken something. It changed the course of the holiday, but we had some good time together to just hang out, and it’s a funny memory to look back on!

My the most cherished memory is when my second child was born nearly three years ago in august as a cute tiny addition to our family of four now.And now big lady, making great team with her older brother makes us happy every day.So treasured memory while we were in hospital in Lincoln and Red Arrows were practising their air display and I told her it is because she was born a few minutes before.