Solo parenting in the foothills of Morocco’s Atlas Mountains
Something was wrong. It was 4am, our flight to Marrakesh was in a few hours, and my husband was flailing around in bed like an upturned beetle. ‘I can’t get up,’ he said. Despite managing to transfer him, with his trapped nerve and seized back into the car and onto the dawn flight, I realised […]
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