Diary of a Gen Z Student: An Aperol-fuelled girlhood pilgrimage to Italy is as close to Knock as I’ll get

Being on a girls’ holiday is one of those things that makes me so glad I’m not a lad. I’m no expert, but in my nightmares I would imagine a lads’ holiday as a haze of kebab shops, pints and running into each other at speed or something

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