I have an amazing holiday to look forward to – and all I can think about is how I’ll mess it up

I n the 1980s, a friend of my father navigated through Europe in a camper van with his family using only the map in the back of a pocket diary. He crossed France believing “aujourd’hui” meant “please”; you can imagine the reception he got from Parisians asking for “coffee, today”. Either you won’t...

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