Jeremy Clarke Jeremy Clarke

My happiness has given way to a paralysing melancholy

I thought house-sitting in a beautiful stone cottage would be good for me but I am haunted by its past life

A week in the rural bliss of Provence did nothing to improve my mental state. Credit: Andreas von Einsiedel/Alamy

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