A CHILD-FREE couple planning an adult, sophisticated term-time break had forgotten their plane and resort would be deluged with screaming under-fives.
Ryan Whittaker and Nikki Hollis, who each enjoyed a Bellini in the airport bar, boarded their flight to Crete only to find a baby in every row and the three-year-olds in full voice before it even took off.
Nikki said: “I thought going now would guarantee tranquility. It slipped my mind they don’t go to school straight from birth. Ugh.
“The back of my seat was kicked for four hours, then we arrived at our hotel and the bus unloaded the lot: the 32-year-old parents who look 50, their sticky toddlers, their shrieking little grubs in nappies, all of them. Apparently our accommodation is ‘family friendly’.
“In the brochure, the infinity pool looked serene. In reality it’s packed with nasty little floaters in rubber rings and swim nappies, which incidentally do not do their promised job. There are faecal slicks.
“Do these parents have no consideration for others? Why can’t they take the grubby, snotty-nosed, squawking, tantrum-throwing little pre-school bastards during holidays?
“We can’t even talk to any of the adults. One couple, hollow-eyed, staggering, each holding a passed-out twin, seemed to be approaching us for a possible threesome. It turned out they were just hoping we could babysit.”