Laying on top of the roof of a boat on the norfolk broads in the evening with a can of stella and a big joint. Sometimes i can see the hot air baloons, you can see and hear them when they turn the flames up. Used to see the RAF Jag's shooting about in the sky during the day too, low, and fucking loud too. Dont get that so much anymore. That's where im happiest, and most comfortable. That and my house.