I had a farm in real life, so why can't I get my head round these grow-your-own video games?

Some men buy a Harley-Davidson when they reach their midlife crisis. I bought a farm in Nova Scotia. It devoured our savings and we ran out of money after a year. But that year was the happiest of my life. Thirteen years later, with stress kicking my arse daily, I want to go back to that life, but I now have only a tiny city garden. When Farming Simulator 22 turned up on Xbox Game Pass, I felt favoured by the gaming-dad fates.