Sweet Nothings

As the saying goes, when life gives you lemons, go on a Disney cruise. Never mind that we booked the trip long before the citrus items in question arrived (straight after we came back from our last one, why do you ask?) - what better way to combat the greyest, boringest time of the year in the UK (NFL playoffs excepted) than getting the hell out?  Some might frown upon pulling your kid out of school for a couple of days, but my mum and dad took me out of school for weeks at a time and it never did me any hurm. Pre-ship We decided to top and tail the boat-based fun with a brief stay in a couple of different WDW resorts. The consensus take from the blogs and guidebooks on Caribbean Beach (CBR to those in the know) is that it’s huge and confusing to navigate, something we’d suspected on our previous visits when we’d Skylinered over from our regular haunt of Pop Century. Turns out said prevailing view is bollocks – it’s a few minutes walk from any room to the reception area and there’s an