There's a lovely article in today's Irish Times about a typical family holiday in Ireland 20-30 years ago. The author mentioned Campbell's meatballs. I remember tins of these used to be a staple of our holidays years ago. The taste of them with rice just meant 'holiday'. My mother used to pack a big box of groceries to take with us and we would spend the whole day driving to our destination -'how long more' 'are we nearly there yet?' playing 'count the cow' with a tennis racket sticking into the back of our neck or a pile of library books sliding off the back window and pushing into our spine. Wouldn't change those memories for the world. What are other posters' memories of family holidays from years ago?