We like staying in Hotel Du Vin hotels cos they let our dogs stay there too and they have great big comfy beds; big enough for Gruffalos and everything.

Daddy decided we should have a one-night-holiday at the Hotel Du Vin in Brighton, which is right beeeeside the seaside.

I went on a train on the beach and sat in the driver’s seat and rang the bell. Daddy said I rang it a bit too much, but it was rather a ringy sort of bell…

And Doodle jumped onboard a boat and played at being the Ship’s Dog.

We had a lovely dinner at the hotel (I had smoked salmon and most of Mummy’s chips) and we had ever such a nice waiter too, he even heated up my brother Drum’s bottle for us.

In our room there one one of those fancy baths with posh bubbles – so I thought it would be rude not to try it out…You can basically swim in it.

Now, I’ll just add here that nobody in the world likes hotel beds as much as my dog Huckle. My Dad says he’s a bit of a gentleman connoisseur and he has been on hotel beds in lots of exciting places. He thought this one was super – and so did my other friends Twit Too Woo Owl, Bubble (my fox) and Boo Rabbit.

(Me and my brother packed most of our stuff in our magic Pacapod bag – which comes with a foldaway changing mat you could sit on if the beach is rocky like Brighton is and also a bit in the front you can put your damp beach stuff into…)