Got a letter from the postman. Asked if we wanted to go to New York. Not really, I said, but we can try it for a year. But then we are coming home for sure.
Battery Park City is one of the greatest places in world to live. In the shadows of the twin towers [er. not any more - ed] there are a thousand things going on. We loved living in New York.
Picked up the first of our children in Brooklyn Heights.
But after the coldest winter in 3 million years we started wondering 'where can we go that's warm?'
Lived above Mr Daniels for a while in the ancient Barbican. Plus a few cupboards.