BACK WHEN I was unpeeled as an egg, I lived in Greece. It was a moment in my life that seemed to fix everything else: who I wanted to be, how I wanted to live. Everything was marvellous. The light, the food in my mouth, the faces of the people I met.
Here I am, aged 21, eating spanakopita. Now I am going back to Greece, to the same island, to a little village next door to the one I lived in forty years ago. I have lived my life, yet I am still not at the end of it. I go accompanied this time by my 85 year-old mother, Barbara, who - arguably - has more courage than most.
Mulberry House, here we come. A village in Greece. Will travel, have mother.
"A person needs a little madness, or else they never dare cut the rope and be free" - Nikos Kazantzakis