The best holidays are ones where you are not contacted by your work, don't have any pressing problems to come back to (that you know about), and have as little travel hassle as possible, all of which leaves you free to concentrate on the matter in hand - enjoying the freedom of being away from the daily grind.
That folks, describes me. For once!
The boys and I went up to London, raided the charity shops local to where my parents live, saw Shrek III at the cinema, and then zoomed off to Wales for beachside fun in Mumbles. It did rain quite a lot, so rather than lots of beaches, we visited castles instead - ruined ones.
It finished with the boys being met by their father in Paris, and me sauntering around the French capital all by myself (yes, I am on my todsome again) thanks to some very dear friends of NG, who kindly took me in and found me somewhere to sleep.