I realised I could no longer keep apart my parallel lives, I told them, after I came back from Rome last year and Andrew, a local farmer, came to deliver the barley straw for our donkey trio Faith, Hope and Charity. “Saw you on TV, then,” he said, peering down at me from the heights of his Manitou Telehandler. “You were all right, to be fair.”
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