Twelve summers ago, just before our first child was born, my wife and I almost quit our sensible London jobs to run a smokehouse in Suffolk. We'd never run a smokehouse before. We'd never even run a business before. But we were awfully fond of smoked cod's roe. And Suffolk. I stumbled upon the email the other day, while searching for something else. It was almost comic in its naivety. A fledgling family offering to take on an established, struggling family business. ). As with parenting, we'd make it up as we went along. ✍️ Iain Hollingshead Article |