And the light washes over the sea and the land and the buildings and then sweeps round again.

So Davey is not thinking.

He's just seen a brother he hasn't seen in the better part of probably six, seven years who he remembers putting in the ground before he left home.

He's just running frantically up and down this street.

Any nook and cranny or alley off it, he's start looking into.

If there's a door, he's gonna start knocking on it.

Uh, anything you'd like to plug, share, mention?

Uh, yeah, uh, mainly my lovely background stream, you know, that I have my own house, uh, just a giant purple light basically.