Okay, I admit it. I can, on occasion, be a bit of a travel snob. Whenever I’ve considered the Canary Islands as a destination in the past, I’ve always imagined them to be full of concrete resorts swamped by drunken Brits turning a nice shade of lobster-red as they pretend to keep an eye on
A few years back, Global Gran and my beloved Dad went on holiday to Ireland with my brother and his young daughter, and she had been raving about it ever since. I’d heard the scenery was amazing so was more than happy to join her, Big Brother and the Nifty Niece on a repeat visit.