Holiday Genie

I dug up this lovely glass and silver flask in our garden. I cleaned it and scrubbed it and polished and all of a sudden there was a large puff of smoke and booming voice said
"I am the Holiday Genie and you have released me from my 1000 year prison. Hop on this magic carpet and I will whisk you away to a warm, dry holiday"

So we clambered aboard and whoosh....

to be continued....