My bed used to be under a velux window (the angled ones), so I could stay awake at night and just watch the skies before i slept. I must’ve seen a good hundred at least back then.

And I remember one night in Crete with my mate Jez, we just lay out at the back of the villa on two sun loungers, and watched for shooting stars – he’d never seen any before. It was amazing, so clear out there. By the half-hour point, we’d already named our own constellations and ways of showing each other where to look for the ones we saw. By the two hour point we’d seen dozens. Ah, fond memories!