Stop looking in the mirror and walk through it

I have decided that this blog has worth.

I don't want to give it up.

Home may be a construct but finding it and a place to belong is a long journey, and you don't get there by standing still (in a psychological or emotional sense, anyway) So I guess the name "on the road-going home" will continue to fit.

And this blog will continue for as long as I feel it is what I want.

My friend, Tom, has praised me for making it as personal as it is because that keeps it interesting. So I will endeavour to keep it that way. However, looking back I feel that it gets too reflective and cerebral, so I'll try to keep it a bit more accessible and current.

Basically it has got to stay fun.

So on that note I'd like to introduce May.

May is a friend from Malaysia who moved to London a few years back. I've seen her in London twice now. She is a full-time lawyer and part-time band manager. She taught herself to play the drums and she learned pole dancing.


Few people grab life by the horns the way she does; if she were man, I wouldn't be single.


See you in London again soon babe!