“I think Mum’s going to have an anuerism, the wheel arch just fell off the trailer.” -Jonny Tanner

It’s 11am, Keighley, West Yorkshire, drizzling. I’m stood trembling on the doorstep of my Mum and Dad’s house watching them slide of the driveway headlong into the latest episode of their Swiss Family Robinson meets Fawlty Towers adventure.

At this point I’m not entirely sure whether I’m trembling due to the drizzle, the anticipation of some space or the fact that there is a botched up dinghy boat shackled to the back of the car.

Within an hour of their departure I’ve already received intel suggesting Dad’s pride and joy, the Haxby Lass, may be in heat.

The saga continues…