Art, Life, Chooks: Learning to Leave the City and Love the Country

I’ve left my friends, my career and my whole idea of self, for what? To live some half-baked hippy idyll? I’m going to be living in close proximity to the family I’ve barely seen since leaving home some thirty years ago, not to mention living with Geoffrey’s family at very close quarters. What was I thinking?

As a literary agent, Annette Hughes lived a life of launch parties, deal-making and endless manuscripts. It was a job that seemed to follow naturally from her work with painters,…