MOUNTAIN MAYHEM!

‘Our mountain walking guide, Wolfgang, has the biggest calves I’ve ever seen’

This year, we thought it was time to try out a different kind of holiday. Like many a British family, come summer, we generally flock like homing pigeons to an eye-wateringly expensive villa somewhere in the Med. Obviously, this is something we adore doing, but we are ready for a change from meeting the challenges of supermarket shopping in 40-degree heat and coming up with ways to entertain the youth  – our girls aged eight, 11 and 18. Because there’s nothing like lying back on a sunlounger and finally breathing out after approximately 50 weeks of stress, then hearing the strains of ‘Stop it!’ or ‘Get out of my room!’ and ‘Leave me alone, I hate you,’ wafting across the balmy breeze. You know you’ve then got approximately 10 seconds before someone