

If there's one thing that defines my childhood, it's the nostalgic smell of sunscreen and snags sizzling on barbecues at holiday parks.
My dad's always been that guy — the one who's obsessed with camping gear and who's always planning the next adventure. Over the years, he's cycled through caravans, rooftop tents, swags, regular tents… you name it, he's tried it.
But now that I've grown up, flown the nest and joined the ranks of the busy (and of course, very important) adults, I don't get to spend as much time with my family anymore.