We used to go away (70s) on a coach firm called Ribblesdale, really shit old 60s coaches and often broke down.
Remember setting of to Sarfend at about 11pm one Friday night, the coach never broke down and we got there really early doors, waiting for the paper shops to open so we could buy a ball and play 20 a side on the beach. It was fecking freezing lol.
Cheers, D.