WHY are there metal shells in the pavement, Mum?” a girl asked as she strolled along the promenade in Minehead. This is the West Somerset seaside resort which has attracted holidaymakers for centuries

Glastonbury, in the Somerset Levels, might bring to mind crystal healing and ley lines, but away from the town wildlife flourishes. Our campsite was perfectly placed, close to both the RSPB’s Ham Wall

A couple of years ago, I heard about a seaside campsite bordered by sand dunes and a beach beloved by seals. It has been on my mind ever since, but as we’re not really keen on just sitting on the beac

I’m awake. Very awake. It’s early on a wind-whipped Sunday morning and I’m neck-deep in the sea off the Isle of Man’s north-east coast. The rain is steady, the swell is heavy and the water is gaspindu

We leafed through the well-thumbed pages of our atlas until North Wales stopped us in our tracks. Anglesey felt like a place apart. A few weeks later, we found ourselves waist-high in prickly gorse, s

As we wandered the labyrinthine trails, winding through fantastic rock formations and swaying birch trees of Brimham Rocks, I realised this unusual landscape must be like a natural theme park for many