I was in London a couple of weekends ago. I was catching a tube across London to get to Gatwick. In the crowded, sweaty carriage I stopped. I looked at the other people in the carriage. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many frowns and scowls on peoples’ faces. Everyone looked miserable, stressed and angry. People were silent. Idly staring into space. As their lives drifted away.

I was later walking through Knightsbridge. Everything moved so fast. People buzzed about. All in pinstripe suits and expensive shoes. It seemed fake. People were trying to be what other expected they ought to be. What they had been conditioned to be. Whether or not after a while you just become that person, I don’t know.

I just got a sense of something – that I was’t designed for that sort of lifestyle. I’m not saying I have all the answers, and I’m in no way judging the people I saw in that train or the other people on the streets of London… but it made me realise that there’s a lot more to life.