My time in the Big Brother house wasn’t quite the horror show I’d imagined

Despite having to share loos and even a bed, how could I say no to a free three-week holiday?

Immaculate Spanish home, frenzied English children. What could go wrong?

It was like releasing a dozen hyenas in a ­chicken farm – and there were only two of them

War weary

My Holiday Hell: After six months in a war zone I could not understand relaxation, could not understand safety

A ‘romantic’ break on the Isle of Wight ruined by rain, rudeness . . . and racism

Instead of Virgin Upper Class to Antigua I was on a blustery ferry in a timewarp back to 1983

Just say no to ‘say hello’

Other people’s travel tips will only land you in trouble

Hard loch story

A Scottish surprise turned into a king-size calamity for Kate Morris

Hotel horror stories

From used condoms to staff with comical language skills, even the most upmarket hotels get away with absurdly bad service

A disastrous one-night stand

Asking a woman back to your Airbnb is not always a good idea

My holiday hell

Dogs, dehydration and bed bugs