I had such a good long meander in the UK in 2014 but the minute I left, I wanted to go back. I spent my teenage years loving British pop music and studying art and wanting to see London galleries, and my whole adulthood reading a lot of British literature and watching UK television and film. I am therefore, through conditioning, disposed to loving London. And I really do, although I think it would be a slog to live here if you weren’t absolutely loaded. I’m just taking in the buzz, the whir, the density and variation in architecture and the quirky names for things and it’s all charming the hell out of me.