A little girl and a rabbit.
I was 16 years old, confronted with a 5 year old squeezing the shit out of her pet rabbit. Horrifying.
What I didn’t realise… is just how much of a valuable lesson that would be.
On a cold March afternoon I was sat in a beautiful little country pub awaiting my birthday surprise. To my left a burning fire and to my right a small wooden door that would creak each time it opened to reveal a lovely elderly couple or a family…