The writer is passionate about the environment, and Wales, and has fed that passion into a book that attends to ancient lives alongside our own
It is a filthy wet day, rivulets of water streaming down necks as well as hills, yet Tom Bullough is striding up the slippery incline of Fan Frynych, completely unpuffed, while speaking urgently about the challenge of the climate emergency – to writing, to Wales and to life itself.
“How do you make people care about the climate crisis? You have to turn to those things that you care about yourself,” he says, disappearing into a grey veil of rain. “You can’t really choose where you are as a writer, where your heart lies, and it happens that I love Wales and I’m from Wales and therefore my writing about Wales is invested with a passion which I just can’t confect.”
