I grew up in the Trossachs, just outside a small village on the edge of Flanders Moss. My mum tells me of my pictures of people, just as we had as a backdrop at home. My parents had taken on a huge renovation project – converting a derelict farmhouse – and I still recall my excitement finding clay in the old shed floor (my dad laboriously lifting the concrete and taking off the roof to convert it into a walled garden) which
