Lucy Brazier nearly lost me at the first mention of ‘perimenopause’ not to mention all that early morning wild swimming (yawn)
She moved to Dorset over twenty years ago but hasn’t really left her London ways behind. So glad she isn’t my neighbour with her unruly dog and ramshackle house and endless glasses of wine
My sympathies are with her husband, who is happiest when outdoors yet is shackled to a professional office job, needed to support their life style.
Kept going to the end because I don’t like admitting defeat and I know many of the places she describes.