Today I was out in Middlesex University taking IELTs. From a certain moment on, I found myself growing some affection to this city (London) and Britain, after all.
Perhaps it is because the university is middle–sex so everything around it was uni–sexual, and hence not getting the usual worldly problems of sexuality, and hence everything was less confused and nicer? And I was affected by that?
I said to Niamh on our way back, totally out of blue:
I think I like Britain.
(Perhaps I was still in the mood to practise my English, damnnit….)