london lives

rewinding time, back to end of feb... recalling the weekend i went home
it wasn't exactly my homeland, but it felt very much like home. or certainly more than geneva did.
on the tube people were strange(rs), scruffy and altogether more normal. no glamour, just everyday style.
great to see the guys and girls again, they're the same as ever, no different - as if time stood still (or only wiggled a bit).
got a refill on the north london vibe. and renewed old friendships. felt good.