What’s your worst hol faux pas?

Is Gen Z weakening the English language?

After a decade of soggy socks, bashed up pork pies, and making polite conversation with the midgiebitten masses, here are the things Trail writer Fliss would banish to Hiking Room 101 faster than you can say “lovely day for it” in the driving rain.

Camping. I do understand the attraction. It’s stripped back, simplicity. Out in nature. There’s something romantic about it, I’ll admit. Plus, let’s face it, it’s cheap as chips. But shower blocks and

‘Do I need to know which fork to use for the fish?’

One woman has spoken out online about how tensions rose on her holiday when her friend embraced making new pals at the hotel, while she craved solitude and wanted to keep herself to herself. So, we ask…

YOU know, I do love living in the UK, Maureen, but . . .” “But it’s not much fun on Eurovision night when nobody votes for us?” I supplied. “Well, that certainly seems to be true. Apart from when love