This is a week when most of my friends tell about how their children go back to school. Some to new schools, some to new classes. My own “children” are also back at school, the oldest has however moved away, 900km north to get an engineers degree in computer science. But this week is very special to me, this is the first time in 28 years that I’ll attend school. Today I start a class in journalism and it feels both existing and strange. Strange to be thrown in with a group of unknown people and exciting to see what the course is about – I have not really done the research… So journalism will be what I’ll be studying over the next five month.