Story for a summers day. At 3 oclock this afternoon I arrived in mini Chile. Chilito is a cafe with red plastic table cloths and chairs which stick to the backs of your legs. It is situated at the edge of park at the edge of a mountain. If you climb you up the mountain, past the forrest and river you reach a strange, deserted town that is full of big houses gaurded by big dogs. I'm almost certain when you reach that curious place you accidently travel back to the 70s.

Later today this tune popped on, and I felt myself drift away to Holloway and Heath summers gone past...David Guetta listen and learn: