Rimini remembered…

Rimini remembered…

I’m looking forward to going back to Rimini. The last visit was on a ’round Europe’ caravanning holiday with my parents and three sisters.  I was nine years old.

Needless to say, with four girls ranging in age from seven to seventeen, there were tensions. The eldest, going through a Garbo phase, was struggling with the lack of ‘being alone’ opportunities – in three and a half weeks Dad drove the length of France to Italy, and back through Switzerland, Germany and Austria. That’s a lot of ‘six in a car’ time. The next eldest didn’t want to be on the trip either; she was still fuming that she hadn’t been allowed to go to Spain with a girlfriend. Minimus and I were at an age when everything was exciting, but when it all finally kicked off I remember that we were in Rimini…

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