As I am writing this, on the tropical island of Mauritius, I am watching two of my chickens take a dust bath under an avocado tree outside my home office. Yesterday, I made spinach pasta for my toddler from scratch. Later, I will take him and our golden retriever to the beach. It is a life so ludicrously wholesome I can hardly believe it’s mine.
I left the UK because I didn’t want my son to grow up in nursery
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