By Bryony Gordon, February 18, 2010
My father wants us to go on holiday to Israel. He always wants us to go on holiday to Israel. "Why don't we go on holiday to Israel?" he says, about 78 times a year, "and discover our roots." I tell him that if I want to discover my roots, I will have a look in the mirror at the pitifully fading highlights in my hair. He never laughs.
It's not that I have anything against Israel - clearly, I don't, or I would not be writing for this paper. It's holidays that I do not hold with. I do not want to go on holiday to Israel, or anywhere else.