My husband and I were on holiday (from the Midlands) with our young son in Spain, one February. At the hotel was a family from the North of England, with children the same age as our son. In the evening, after the children were asleep, we would sit and chat togeher in the bar. We left without exchanging addresses. Later the same year, in the summer, we were camping in the New Forest, and visited Bucklers Hard. As we were going in, the same family were just coming out - they were on a sailing holiday, and had moored in the harbour.