If you subtract ‘wealth’ and ‘love’ from the picture, what is happiness? This abstract concept we all understand but not all of us experience.
This feels like my cue to reflect on Becky Jo’s Great British Tour, which started in May and is now coming to a close.
They say that everything happens in threes and that three is the magic number. During my trip away in Groggy the campervan, this has certainly rung true.
People I’ve met on the road, and those who have got in touch via the contact page, have asked me a few questions about life on the road and life in Groggy the campervan. So, for your convenience, I have compiled the answers in one place.
Lines Written a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey, on Visiting the Banks of the Wye during a Tour, July 23, 2018.
It was the smell that affected me most. When I walked through that door for the first time in four and a half years, I recognised an aroma so familiar, yet so distant in my mind, that an overwhelming nostalgia was triggered.
Within 15 minutes of us meeting, one had told me she was having an affair and the other admitted she never wears knickers.
Song and lyrics by Seth Troner