I'm just back from a week in New York. It was 25 degrees (C) in NYC, with gorgeous sunshine, and I arrived back in London and it was 12 degrees and pouring rain. And after staying in a proper flat/home for the past week (with a kitchen! And a real bed! And hot water! And...), I returned to the construction site and "the Box".
But...astonishingly - "the Box" feels like home. And, amazingly - I found myself happy to be back, and in fact not really missing any of the "creature comforts" (well, by most normal standards, basic amenities?!) at all !
Let's hope that lasts - André joins me here in a few days, and we're in for another couple of weeks of hard work...
