Reality bites

There were four of us last week in the caravan near the beach in north Cornwall for our annual family holiday: me, my boy, my boy’s grandma and my boy’s little half-sister, Amy, aged ten. We were very excited to be bringing Amy this year. Her Mum has agoraphobia and hasn’t been out of the house since Amy was born, and Amy’s father labours six days a week and rests on the seventh, so Amy never really gets to go anywhere.