2016 started in a very different way than usual. I WORKED behind the bar at a hotel in Newquay on New Year’s Eve, which meant I started the year feeling wholesome. Something I haven’t experienced since I was about 13. So waking up hangover less on the sofa at my Mum and Dad’s house was when it dawned on me. I’ve got no real fixed abode, I don’t really know what I want to do with my life, but for some reason all this uncertainty means I couldn’t be happier. Maybe I’m one step closer to being the nomad hippy I secretly want to be.