There’s a post still coming about farming and our future that spans oceans and centuries, but I’m sending something else today because time is of the essence. So: first some memories, and then some words from Sir Geoffrey Palmer about Seymour’s goddam bill.
Before I share with you something written by my old boss, let me begin by telling the story of how I ended up working for him.
It involves two people who have done me more good than anyone in my life. If ever you find the chance to say that, you should.
