Invisible Ink is the ‘most brilliant climate crisis memoir the world has never heard of, and no one wants to read’, according to the entirely unbiased author.

CHAPTER 1

The poet Atticus wrote: may he arrive at his death late, in love, and a little bit drunk.

I arrive at my 50th late, sweating like a carthorse, and once again having lost my keys.

I nearly don’t make it at all.

Chapter 2…

Half Way Home