I realise I’m seriously behind the eight ball with this one, but Potato Head is the biz.

We got there early, about 11am, in order to secure a sun bed. There is some kind of minimum spend in order to use the sun beds but we far surpassed whatever that amount was.

Starving hungry we ordered fries and settled in for the day.

Hunger somewhat sated we set about working our way through the extensive cocktail list.

I started with an Atomic Punch while the girls went for Pina Coladas served in coconuts.

Tangy!

Next I went for some kind of raspberry/strawberry concoction that wasn’t particularly mind blowing.

It was then time for lunch so we ordered Wagyu beef burgers all round, with mushrooms and gorgonzola added on.

Ain’t nothing like smashing a burger in a bikini.

I thought it was entirely necessary that someone order a drink in one of the classy wooden Tiki cups, so I took one for the team and ordered a Zombie.

You really can taste three kinds of rum!

After that we spent a long time in the pool in an attempt to work off some of our food and drinks, but it didn’t really work. I think you’re meant to move around more. I got seriously wrinkly.

After extensive research, I believed we found the best cocktail on the menu:

I totally forgot what it was called but God bless the internet and google, it was called ‘Bells & Whistles’. It’s made up of ‘crushed, zesty miniature mandarins and lively citrus and mandarin vodka, churned with rich palm sugar plus explosive passionfruit and lemon juices and a gorgeous orange liqueur’. I have no idea if that ridiculous description is from the menu or some random blogger. But man it was good.

The sun got low in the sky, our hands were pruned and it had been at least 5 hours so we headed off home to prep for a big night out. The best day.