This bit of graffiti speaks volumes – even if I can’t quite understand what the voice means, the phrase resonates. It’s on a fake concrete tower, pretending to be a castle, jutting out from the South Beach in Ardrossan. The tower faces a deeply boring curve of villas that look out over the sea. What must it be like to grow up in a small, respectable seaside town and yearn for your life to begin? The line comes from Strawberry Fields Forever, so here’s clip of the song with lyrics. I remember when songs were the soundtrack to my life.