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Essex looks more beautiful than I remember, even after sitting 

in a jam on the M25.

It was sunny & yet hailed on me as I stepped from the Taxi.

Was that just stupidity behind the grinning or genuine happiness

to be home on the prairies? Mexico City, you were a joy, everyone 

we met made us feel good, from behind the scenes crews to the 

audiences who traveled miles & paid hard earned money to see us. 

It’s good to be breathing air back at sea-level, but I still have 

this smile inside fuelled on cracks & colours of Mexico City, 

sucking 7 UP through plastic straws, dipping chips into home made 

Guacamole as the skin shed Winter in the sun. I hope we see each 

other again soon, till then I’m lying in the grass watching rain 

clouds fold their fingers in the sky.

See you tomorrow morning live on BBC 6 Music 9:30 am, a network & 

a station I love.

 

(K)