We had arrived in Toronto the previous day from Montreal. It felt very strange for me being there again. I had worked near Toronto as a mothers help for a year when I was young. And in the thirty years since then this was the first time I'd been back. Of course lots had changed since then, but there was still lots still there that I remembered too. And at times I felt like I was that young girl for whom it was all such an adventure again, though also I did not really recognise her.
Who can fathom the workings of this man's mind? A genius on guitars and everything else... very good at train sets."