I really shouldn't allow myself to read these sorts of articles. I really shouldn't. But why, oh why, should I care that he's survived the "trauma" of moving from his garden in Peckham to an idyllic farmstead in Somerset?
Do I care that he needs to create "a tabula rasa" to check his footing and sense the new direction?
Do I care that he will be developing a nuttery (I have several suggestions as to where he can put his cob nuts)
Do I care that he will create a pathway that will "explore the intricacies in the meadows, the life in the streams, and the weave in the hedgerows where I can already see the rosettes of violets and the puckered foliage of primroses"
Do I want to see back-lit photos of him standing mournfully on his newly acquired acres as his contemplates life, the universe and his next batch of mulch?
No I do NOT. I do NOT. I do NOT!!!!