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Said Daughter Susan the other day
"Let's take all the children on holiday!
We'll find a cottage beside the sea,
You and Dad too, we can go en famille.

So I spoke to Grandpa, and he agreed
And said that a holiday's just what we need,
But he wasn't too sure that the chances were great
Of finding a cottage at such a late date.

" Oh pooh ! " said our Sue, "we can go on the net,
I swear it has not disappointed me yet ",
So she and I, both of us then went online,
She on her computer, and I on mine.

And there we sat, for two days and more,
Till heads were throbbing and eyes were sore.
We searched the Highlands, the coasts east and west,
And found nothing in Galloway, which we love best.

We tried Mull, we tried Arran, we thought about Skye,
Which is too hard to reach unless we were to fly,
We sought chalets and cottages, lodges galore,
Bungalows, caravans, mansions, we saw.

Well, a party of seven at this time of year
Is not easy to place, and the prices are dear.
But we were on a mission, my daughter and me,
For we'd promised the children a week by the sea.

But success, as it turned out, was not down to us.
While his mum took a break, and without any fuss,
Number One grandson went surfing instead,
And a little while later, " That's sorted ! " he said.

He's found us a place that has all we desire
Not the Highlands and Islands, nor Mull of Kintyre,
Nor even Galloway, our vision is broader
For soon we're all going to be crossing the border.

We're going to Cumbria, where each holiday wish
Will be granted, I'm sure. They can swim, ride, or fish,
There's a golf course and water sports, lovely walks too,
There'll be no bored children, with so much to do.

And as for the cottage - it's three stories tall
With four bedrooms, so plenty of room for us all
All mod cons, lovely garden, great parking space too.
I'd say that the boy did us proud, wouldn't you ?