No matter how nice it would be sometimes, every holiday has to end, and time does not stand still.    My father-in-law will tell anyone who will listen about how long the drive to Anglesey used to be from their home near Chester, about how he used to wedge the barrel of homebrewed beer in the back seat between the two children and their book and drive down the old A5 toward Llangollen before turning north again and driving through the mountains.   These days the improvements to the A55 coast road mean we can be on the island in just over an hour. While originally intended to improve lorry traffic from the…