There are not enough superlatives to describe our week in Switzerland. Camping Jungfrau is a place we would return to in a flash. The campsite itself is extremely well organised; the staff unfailingly helpful; the landscape spectacular. The site is situated in the famous ‘Valley of the 72 Waterfalls’ and the setting is wild and extraordinarily beautiful, as the site is surrounded by snow-capped mountains and cliff-high waterfalls.

Once again our arrival did not go to plan. Having spent a tense morning shoehorning our possessions back into a car that still smelt faintly of vomit and seemed to have shrunk in the intervening week, we set off for Switzerland only to realise that we had miscalculated the journey time by some hours and would therefore be arriving in the evening instead of in the early afternoon. Adding to the disaster, Accuweather informed us that it would be pouring with rain all day and night in Lauterbrunnen.

Sure enough as we approached the Alps clouds gathered and we drove into torrential rain and a soaking wet campsite. The owners were extremely kind and put us up for the night in a cabin at no extra charge. We managed to get the last table in the restaurant for dinner and the day ended with a celebration – we had arrived on the Swiss National day and there was a spectacular fireworks display that evening. Despite the clouds, the sight and sound of fireworks echoing across the mountains was magnificent.

The next day dawned bright and sunny so we pitched our tent in the middle of a bog. Well, it was a regular pitch but following the torrential rain, the waterlogged ground felt like jelly underfoot all week long, even though the weather remained hot and sunny. Within a day of constantly taking his shoes on and off our eldest WB was begging for a pair of slip-on crocs just like his younger brother.

Our campsite was in a beautiful valley surrounded by waterfalls and walking trails. We had a wonderful days out. The eldest WB surpassed himself by cycling about 10km (there and back) along the track to the Schilthorn cable car; we got the cable car to Mürren; we took a little alpine train all the way to the Jungfraujoch, Europe’s highest railway station at approx 3500 metres, and played in the snow, then descended to an afternoon of 35 degree heat back in Lauterbrunnen.

The icing on the cake: we found a café that served great coffee, cold beer and was amply stocked with Duplo for its smaller customers. No better afternoon could be had in the whole of Switzerland.