When I could jump on and off a route master from the end of Dean Street to Notting Hill.
When I thought about things and by things I mean life and life seemed a little bit lighter.
When I knew a secret Soho place to drink and I was still on time to catch a London life character who could still make me think.
When I could drive my DS and park without fear in SoHo square.
When I awoke in the morning and thought about what to wear.
When I was more good looking than I knew, when I started to learn Who you are is what you do.
When I knew I loved writing when.
Over and over again.
That was When xx