Lying in the Bay of Mont St Michel, just 14 miles (22km) from the Normandy coast, Jersey has a distinct Gallic twist. The moment you arrive there is a sense of being abroad. Airport and harbour greet you with Seyiz les beinv'nus a Jerri (Welcome to Jersey) in the French Norman patois, street and place names are still written in French, islanders are known as crapauds (toads) and every restaurant has a plateau de fruits de mer. Yet Jersey feels reassuringly familiar to UK visitors. Although it's not truly British, it has been linked with the British Crown for over 900 years, the official language is English, you drive on the left and cash machines dispense sterling. In other words. Jersey has the best of both worlds. Tilting southwards, the island basks in the sun like a vast solar panel. The coastline offers a remarkable range of scenery from the vertiginous craggy cliffs of the north, to the Atlantic rollers of the windswept west, and the sweeping flat sands of the south. Along with its French flavour, the island offers all the ingredients of a traditional British seaside holiday: sandy beaches, crab-filled rock pools, big tides for beachcombing, picturesque fishing ports and ample family attractions. The Jersey sands are washed by clean blue seas and the island has one of the largest tidal movements in the world.