My father worked in the forestry service for forty-one years. He took early retirement last October. These days he’s discovering the joys of binge-watching all the TV shows he missed out on during his working life. He mostly stays indoors now, and I suppose I know why. After university, I bounced from job to job for eight years before deciding to throw away my collection of bland shirts and ties and follow in the old man’s footsteps. That was eleven months ago. My 30th birthday is next we...
