Under siege in my Republic of Liberty, a Stalinist purge is all that's required
Seeking a sense of freedom after the bustle of London life, the renowned foreign correspondent returns to Ardmore to prepare for a visit to Myanmar
Published 01/11/2015 | 02:30
To Ardmore with the sun shining and the wind fair at my back. I have four days off in the place I love best. As children we always played a game on our way to the village from the city: who would be first to spot the Round Tower, the eternal symbol of Ardmore? There was no prize, save the elation of arrival which was all the prize we needed.
I played the game with myself this week and seeing the stone edifice nestling in the heights I felt the old thrill rise from memory. I felt, as I had felt back then, a sense of being free. I was back in my Republic of Liberty.
The transition from London life to the sudden stillness of the cottage takes getting used to, especially in late autumn when the summer visitors have left.