When is a word i love?


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


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