Rochester appears to . . . .

have nailed its colours to the mast

2002: The boys were now 26 and 21, and both in steady relationships. It was looking as though it would be our last opportunity for a “family holiday”. We asked them if they would like to join us and to my utter delight they both said yes. We all agreed on Greece. Our first holiday together had been to Crete and we had all really loved it. Our second holiday as a group had been to Morocco, I had loved it but others were less happy, so this time we took the easy option. I did a great deal of research and made sure everyone was happy with my selection before booking a fortnight on Skopelos.

The holiday was perfect! Everyone was the happiest they could possibly have been. It was utter, utter heaven.