Well, it’s been a month and its strange the things you miss.
I missed London’s Chinatown not for any spectacular or elaborate meals just the lunch staple of Crispy Pork & Chicken on rice, decent pub carvery lunches and pie, mash & liquor.
What do I miss about Iceland?
Definitely the quiet, I miss the kids coming to check on the artists, I miss going into Reykjavík to meet friends for drinks, I suddenly missed those rectangular biscuits filled with vanilla flavoured cream today, chocolate with liquorice in it, hot dogs, Appelsin, bitafiskur and even Fiskbúðingur!
I miss the sea and the open landscape and the big skies that fire the imagination.
So where am I?
I’m back in England dividing my time between Hatfield and London…
