Rosanna Cooney: 'There are still days when I can’t bring myself to extend a word or even a smile.' Photograph: iStock
I met a man on a prop plane flying from Dublin to Newquay. He wore a knotted tie embroidered with tiny cows under a padded gilet. Tired of my own thoughts and seeing him cast his magazine aside, I started chatting.
A meat farmer from Louth, he told me he was heading to Cornwall for work. My knowledge of farming extends to Diddly Squat, and an aspiration to grow my own vegetables.
But by chance, I’d just visited a regenerative farm in Ballyagran in Co Limerick, where dairy farmer Tom Stack is using micro-organisms, like fungi, to create fertile soils with no chemical inputs.
I dallied with mentioning this to the Louth farmer, concerned I was throwing a conversational grenade a
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