As I descended the building's stairs a single shard of sunlight was pointing, like a Monty Pyphon-esque finger, perfectly at the archaic switch on the wall. Excuse the pun, but it really is all about the light.
Till next time,
Matt Peers
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I once told the acclaimed author David Lodge that I was admirer of his work, only to be told to get lost as he was busy food shopping. It was only meantas a passing compliment rather than a demand of his private time, but nevertheless, from then on I decided to never meet my heroes. However, as the grim reaper continues to binge on our cultural icons this year, that particular rule has gone out the window.