Living in London. Even though I met some amazing people who will be friends for life, if I ma honest with myself my heart was never fully in it and I should never have spent nearly three, almost exclusively homesick, years there. Having said that, had I not stayed there I may never have met My Banbeano at Zonino (not that I actually remember much about that night and it was many years after until he became MB, but still. FATE AND THAT.)
Playing bassoon. It was the same size as me and I looked like I was being hugged by a tree when I tried to play it. Rubbish man.