It took Wee Boss a while. (About fourteen years) She started it on the long ferry when we worked for the RSPB looking after corncrackers and managing geese. She was always out sketching in all weathers. When birds died she drew them before their burial. She said this is a sacred thing to do. She didn’t really have a clue how to write a book. I think I was her muse. I think she did a pretty good job in the end.