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Tracking Back: In his latest reflection on memorable places and pathways, Will Gore recalls an embarrassing moment when karma came to call

Burgh Island Hotel off the Devon coast (Alamy)

It was my job to sort out the honeymoon. Needless to say, I left it a bit late in the day.

The result was that we ended up with what a travel agent might describe as a twin-centre break – those centres being an unusual combination of Corsica and Devon.

After a week of Mediterranean heat, we flew back to the UK to find persistent drizzle making a mockery of the swanky(ish) soft-top car I’d hired for the second half of our adventure. To be fair, in that summer of 2007, it was something of a miracle that the wedding day itself hadn’t been ruined by rain.