I was cleaning out the pigsty at a farm in Wales, where my mother had rented a room, when the results of my final school exam were handed to me by the postman, along with the news that I had a state scholarship to Oxford. I had waited for this letter for so many weeks that I had abandoned hope, deci
“We get a lot of people from out of state who come down and it's not what they expect Florida to be, the horse farms and oak trees instead of the sand and the ocean.”