...but maybe there is something, something personal for me that it is, in yesterday's flippancy that "anywhere with less than eight million inhabitants is a wilderness". It's about energy and confusion and the creative chaos of living in London; the ceaseless traffic, the utter busyness of everyone, and of course the walls of people everywhere you turn. Charging, racing, scuttling to and fro, barging, overtaking, driven. I like activity, I love being wrapped around with hubbub. I miss this transfusion when I'm away. Few places generate such turmoil: New York, obviously, our sister city; Paris and Berlin have patches; Hanoi and Saigon, Bangkok and Beijing, tiger cities of tiger economies, that's about it.