I’ve got a place in the Catskills for that. You can’t get on the back foot here, so it’s best to live it at volume 10 and then have somewhere else where you can go completely the other way. I grew up in the middle of a forest, and I crave getting away from everything. Would you ever remove yourself from the big city? I was just watching your Hebrides documentary (2). If I hadn’t had my arm up that sheep’s vagina, she might have died and the baby might have died. What was it like to birth a lamb when you were a kid?
