Caister St Edmund, Norfolk: Dozens of deer and hares are out in the fields, grazing in relative safety, and Dad is especially excited to see mating slugs

We leave the farm track, the truck bumping into the open field. The headlights scan the dark expanse of grassland. For a moment, I’m 10 years old again – transported back to a night-time safari with Dad.

This evening, I’m helping with his podcast. And by helping, I mean saying as little as I can get away with, while he talks about the farm and wildlife. We both love communicating about nature, but I prefer the quieter, more introverted process of writing.