Haha! I just walked from my living room, to my bedroom, to my kitchen - Radio 1 on in all 3 rooms in varying degrees of quality to the sounds of This Is The Last Time, Keane.

Exactly like those opening bits from Eastenders/ Hollyoaks/ Corrie!

Well life is a bit like a soap opera at the mo. When I was travelling I often used to think of life as a soap opera and I was just another character in the plot.

Also during this time I used to wonder how I could bottle the essence of travelling - the care free attitude, the good feelings. Without intention, I seem to arrived back at that feeling. Maybe it's working for myself? Or maybe it's lots of indescribable events all melting together? Whatever it is, I love it!

JVx