I'm A Sheep When It Comes To

It Kind Of Depresses Me When People Decide To Move Away. I Get It, You Want Your Kids To Have Somewhere To Roam Free Or To Recreate Whatever Your Sort Of Childhood Ideal Was, But My Kids Are Grand. I Love La Because Lifestyle Wise, It's Near The Beach And Mountains And It Is Great For Kids But Then It's A City Built On An Industry That, At The End Of The Day, Is Kind Of Facile.

Hackney Gets A Bit Of A Bad Rap, But It's The Only Place I've Ever Lived That Felt Like A Community. I Know My Neighbours.

Comedy Is Helping A Lot At The Moment. It Also Seems To Be Getting Under Trump's Skin And Revealing A Lot About The Kind Of Thin-skinned Fool That He Is.

It's Always Uneven, Love; It's Unbalanced And It's Obviously Even Worse When It Comes To Someone Wanting To Part From Someone Who Isn't Willing To. It's Often Feeling Hurt That You've Never Felt Before And You Want Somebody Else To Feel That Pain And Also Not Wanting To Let Go, Because When You Let Go You've Got To Start Living Your Life Again And It Consumes People.

Things Change When You Get To 40. I'm Embarrassed Even That I'm Going Through It. In A Very Morbid Way, At 40 You Become Aware Of How Long You've Been On Earth And You Start To Question What You're Going To Use The Remaining Time Doing.