Not for him shacking up in the Barbados pad owned by Sir Cliff or Bee Gee Robin Gibb's Florida mansion like his predecessor, a certain T Blair.

He's staying in Blighty for his hols.

Just like I did. And, by strange chance, it was in Suffolk. And – you won't believe this – I had a day out in Southwold.

You'll know the place.

It's the one with all those rows of multi-coloured beach huts on the prom with names such as Auntie Bong Bong, Billy Boop, Harry's Bar and Dog Watch.

Gordon and Sarah could hire Dunroamin' and watch young John and Fraser building sandcastles.

It's a very clean beach. In fact, it's the cleanest clean it's ever been because the local council has won an award.

You won't find a scrap of paper or even a bit of driftwood as early each morning the council beach cleaners go out and comb it bare.

Which has greatly upset two groups of people. First there are the artists who collect driftwood and make them into pricy works of art to sell in the local galleries. And then there are the beachcombers who have to be up even earlier to stand the chance of a find.

Gordon will see all those ugly tyre tracks criss-crossing the sand from the council cleansing department vehicles.

When he tires of the beach Gordon can always go for a stroll along the pier. It's free and it's got an amusement arcade.

When I had a go a string of winning tickets as long as your arm spilled out of the machine. All they got me was a whoopee cushion.

Gordon's minders had better steer him clear of the Award Yourself An Honour kiosk (just before you get to the water powered automata who take a bath and have a pee). What is Southwold coming to?

The sign says: 'Businessmen pay for their honours so why shouldn't you?'

Somehow, I don't think the PM's PR men would want their man snapped against that.

But if he did he'd put a one pound coin in one slot and a 10p piece in the other and expect the latter to be stamped into a medal.

I get caught out every time. It keeps the 10p as well and gives you a thin piece of tin.

There's even a red padded stool so you can kneel to accept your "knighthood."

Even if you've never been to Southwold you'll know a man who has. That nice Michael Palin used to go to the resort on holiday with his parents as a schoolboy long before Monty Python.

Michael's mum moved there when she retired and The Star once sent me down to interview her about Michael for a Mothering Sunday article on mums of famous Sheffielders.

"People kept coming up to us in America and saying Montee Pie-Thon!" she said as she poured me tea and passed over one of her specially- baked cakes.

And if he fancies lunch Gordon can take the family down to the harbour and the Sole Bay Fish Company.

It's a couple of wooden huts knocked into one where you can order a crab or smoked fish platter for a tenner and bring your own wine and bread.

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