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For the Seventies child, summer holidays didn’t mean the joy of CentreParcs or the sophistication of a Tuscan villa. They meant being crammed into a car with Grandma and heading to the coast. With just a tent for a home and a bucket for the necessities, we would set off on new adventures each year stoically resolving to enjoy ourselves.
For Emma Kennedy, and her mum and dad, disaster always came along for the ride no matter where they went. Whether it was being swept away by a force ten gale on the Welsh coast or suffering copious amounts of food poisoning on a brave trip to the south of France, family holidays always left them battered and bruised.
But they never gave up. Emma’s memoir, The Tent, The Bucket and Me, is a painfully funny reminder of just what it was like to spend your summer holidays cold, damp but with sand between your toes.
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Joyous. This book was utterly joyous. And made me laugh out loud. Constantly. It is just so brilliantly written by Emma Kennedy that you can hear her saying it. You can see yourself in that Welsh campsite in the seventies. You can imagine her granny and parents. A truly brilliant book that I loved and if you need a laugh, buy it!