The beauty of an iPod is that if you fill it with random stuff and leave it running you’ll sometimes find things with a strangely attractive resonance. For example, I’ve never liked Bowie’s ‘Heathen’, yet ‘Cactus’ and ‘Slip Away’ have now wormed their way into my consciousness and I’m quite enjoying the experience.

The vastness of a campus just beyond my third floor window. Yet without the people it’s just geography. I’m sick of living in a 3 x 4m room, even if the air’s cleaner here than it ever was in London. Need some space around me that isn’t a vacuum.