Coming home. The story that always enthralls.

This scene is home to me - and always will be no matter where in the world I live. It's the Malvern Hills. It's where I was brought up. Whenever my family went on holiday, we always knew we were home when we saw this sight from our homeward bound car - in fact there was always a competition within the members of the family to see who could spy the Malverns first. I can still feel a sense of delight and excitement.

Coming home - it's one of the strongest emotions in the human condition, I think - and it's why we have all, right throughout the world, been so enchanted by the images of the Phoenix rising in Chile, bringing those 33 miners home to the embrace of their families. It's been a wonderful, unfolding, GOOD news story - but more importantly than that - it's been the story of a homecoming.

It reminded me of the time the world united to witness the endurance of those three American astronauts aboard the stricken Apollo 13, thousands of miles away from home.

Afterwards, I saw an interview with commander Jim Lovell (one of my heroes!) who said that he felt the world was united behind their challenge because it was about "coming home". He described it as the strongest story of man - the story of coming home. It's a basic instinct. And when you think about it - many of the greatest tales, and movies, are about amazing homecomings.

I reckon we all have our own "homecoming" image. My guest on today's programme was

Dorian Edwards, musical director of Sing Bramley, Sing Wokingham and even Sing BBC Radio Berkshire choirs. He said his was the sight of the Chilterns, spread out on the distant horizon,whenever he was driving home from work.

One of my best friends says his is the huge chimneys of the Didcot power station. Whenever he sees them, he knows he's only twenty minutes from home. Another colleague cites Windsor castle - which he can see from the M4 as he's commuting. Again, he then knows he'll be at home and hearth within a half hour.

What's yours?