There are grandchildren out there. Who, as a result of the latest announcements, don’t have to be in any particular place until the autumn.
There is also a large flat in Portugal which can accommodate grandchildren.
A once in a lifetime chance – leaving aside Gap Yeahs perhaps – to have 3 months at the beach. Or in the sunshine at least.
This coinciding with not being able to get here* and also there being bugger all – other than the beach – to do once here.
* I’ve even pondered whether they might be able to use Eurostar to get over the Sleeve and I’d rent a car – rather cheap at present – and pick them up but land borders are still closed.