A forgotten family holiday in the French Alps reminded me how we all recall events so differently

In the latest in his series of reflections on (not so) memorable places and pathways, Will Gore remembers a walking trip to Savoie slightly differently from his mother

Get back to nature in the French Alps (iStock)

When my mother said recently that this series of columns had made her think about her own most memorable pathways and places, I was quite touched. It’s always nice to know that parents are vaguely aware of what their children are doing.

But when she went on to describe the walk that had particularly come to mind, I was taken aback. I had, apparently, been with her and yet had no memory of it at all.

It wasn’t as if I had been a child at the time but a 20-year-old student, on what turned out to be our last family holiday before I left home for good.