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No sacred cows

I nearly died on my gap year

3 February 2024

9:00 AM

3 February 2024

9:00 AM

By the time you read this, my son Ludo will be in South America, where he’s gone for what remains of his gap year. He deferred his university place and has been working in a pub since he left school, trying to earn enough money to go travelling. I made the mistake of telling him I’d match whatever he managed to save, imagining he’d struggle to put aside more than £500.

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