I often feel like I am on my own little island in life. For the most part I am pretty content with that – but every now and then I get visitors, heck let’s call a spade a spade, intruders. The problem with said intruders is that they don’t realise my sanctuary has its very own manifesto, a particular part of which they find difficult to comprehend: the sentiment being “It’s ok not to know”. Cont.