In recent years, I have established a holiday tradition of getting up an hour or so earlier than the rest of the family and then sitting outside to read. At our hut on the Northumberland coast, I position my chair facing the rising sun, sheltered from the wind and enjoy coffee and peace for as long as family sleep allows.
As I sit on the cliff, the world seems to come to me. Gulls, linnets, pipits, swallows and starlings…