Before I was with my husband I was a sun, sea and sand kinda gal. Sunbathe, drink sangria and snooze, then party, party, party all night.
Then I married Paul, whose parents are Irish. When I first knew him his skin was blue, he was so white. He didn't like the sun or heat.
So I married him. Knowing this, and we have found that he doesn't mind the sun but we do visit Ireland a lot to see family. And when the weather is nice there it is gorgeous.
When the weather is horrible, it is really horrible.
When we are not in Ireland, on the whole we holiday in the UK - we didn't have much luck with the weather last time, but my daughters didn't care.
And when it comes down to it, apart from the Sangria, they are like me - all they really want is the sea to splash in and some sand to play in.
Roll on August when we are off to Wales - Just keep your fingers crossed that the weather holds out.