塔斯马尼亚州的慢生活.docVIP

塔斯马尼亚州的慢生活 　　This morning I picked golden plums straight from the trees in my back garden. A guilty pleasure； I didn’t plant the trees， they require little care， and they are free. But they are loved. 　　Home， now， after years working in London， is a green valley in Tasmania， a place with a postcode and no shop. I was brought up in Tasmania in the late 1960s and 70s， when it was common for young people to leave the place to experience more of the world. Now， after more than two decades away， and much to my surprise， it is my world. 　　Having lived a professional life mostly in London， a retur