Mostly about me, but sometimes about things that aren’t me. And sometimes things that don’t seem to be about me, but really are. Actually, that’s not sometimes, it’s all the time.
I’m a person. I have two legs, some teeth, eyes, glasses, a submarine and a job of sorts. I am married, and have two children (one of each – evil and good); my wife and children are more beautiful than I deserve, to be honest.
I write, as much as possible. I write irregularly regularly for MostlyFilm.com, which is worth reading even when I’m not writing for it, just about. I have written a book for my daughter, and you can even buy it if you like. I would, if I were you, but then if I were you you’d have written it so you’d probably already have bought it. Anyway, I’m working on a new one. And a trilogy of books about London and stuff.
Oh, yes, I live in London. East End, reprazent, etc. Sorry, bit middle-class to attempt that sort of thing. I love The London. It’s great. If you have the chance, move here. If you don’t, at least visit. And this isn’t a native talking – I grew up in Leicester, ffs. But London. Man.
In summary, then, hello again. Welcome to the blog. It’s shit, sorry. But I’ve been doing this forever, so it’s tradition, now.