Place I live is an island called England. It's rainy lots and foggy. Brilliant buildin's and structures. There's a Ferris Wheel you can ride up and see practically the whole City. Seems like anyhow. There's docks and if you get there early you can watch the fishermen pull in with their catches. Amazin' fish and chips. Best in the entire Universe.
Lots of traffic. Little crooked roads. My mun's there and my Dad, a bloke of mine named Mickey and my little brother, Tony. Lots of buildings in London and s'just got this way a--when I'm travelin' with the Doctor and horrible, awful things happen. Just a little while in London and it feels like s'all right. Whatever's happened is far away and there's just this brilliant place with amazin' chips and my family. [She furrows her brow a bit because she hasn't thought of things this way.] It's home. No matter how fantastic all the other places I see are, London is home.