I said I wouldn’t go on about my personal life, so I’ll make the background info as brief as possible.

This weekend I flew up to London with my father to watch the Red Bull air race, and whilst sitting on the train going to the venue I noticed in particular the one station we didn’t stop at; more specifically the people waiting on it.

At the time I felt somewhat like I was in the music video of The Chemical Brothers’ Star Guitar, but the moment I saw the last person on the platform zoom past, sitting on a bench in his green top and blue jeans (at least I think they were jeans), a thought hit me. Continue Reading »