writer – performer- chicken owner
It’s been raining for seven days and will rain another seven more. Even my waterproof trousers have run away. Driven away actually, in a truck, along with my bike helmet, yet to be returned. I hadn’t realised how much I relied on, and treasured, having dry legs until my trousers were gone and I was…
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Ouch. Walking to Lagos was a mistake. I shouldn’t have worn my ‘fashion sandals’ as my father would call them. I got back to the eco house and felt I hadn’t had a day off at all, and needed one or two more. The farm work and being outside in the sun all day makes…
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Okay so I went east, to Portugal, volunteering for six weeks at a horse riding school/farm. I’m writing this on day four though it feels I’ve been here much longer, simply because the days are so full. But before I take you to the farm, read this boring bit first… Even though it’s only 2.25hours on the…
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