So what's with the kaleidoscope image?

I am a great believer in the power of perspective.

When I was 11 years old and deathly ill in the hospital my aunt Jill gave me a kaleidoscope. On my darkest days, there was usually some light in my room that I could look towards and see a rainbow of colours dancing through the lens. When I was high on pain killers the view was psychedelic.

It's always enlightening to find a different viewpoint.