My parents uprooted me from my school, village and friends to start a rustic, live off the land, self sufficient life in a remote part of Scotland.
This was in the late 70s.
The reality was that they were never fully self sufficient.
Mum grew fruit and veg, but everything else came from the supermarket!
A wood burning stove was installed as our garden was a five acre wood with plenty of trees to burn. But the stove didn't work and was replaced by one that ran on oil.
The "organic" produce was not organic, given that my mum sprayed weed killer.
We kept goats, but we didn't milk them so they were pets!
Dad had to give up his secure job and go freelance. He often worked far from home and we had money worries.
I have wonderful memories of playing, camping and exploring my very own wood and of paddling in the stream.
I have bad memories of being bullied for being an outsider and having very little social life in my teens.
My parents are now living in their third self build. They still live in the Scottish countryside and love being in the wild! I have always lived in cities and towns since leaving home.