I find it very hard to switch off.
|This is a real old pic now, but let’s roll with it.|
I’m writing this as I sit on a train back to London on a sunny Sunday evening, the perfect time to relax and forget the rest of the world. I first thought of this post on a train out of London on a rainy Friday evening, again, another great time to sit back and completely turn off. Instead I found myself scrawling away into one of the many notepads that sit at the bottom of my bags and coat pockets.