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Created on 2003-04-01 02:12:53 (#979584), last updated 2009-02-19
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Basic Info BioApparently I laugh like Count von Count of Sesame Street fame ...
Over the years, I have been a political activist, convict (strictly political, honest guv), journalist, shopkeeper, bouncer, pizza boy, playwright, fundraiser, charity worker, language tutor, son, brother, and most recently, an uncle.
I have dined with Old Etonians and diplomats, slept in train stations alongside tramps and the homeless. I shared a beautiful sunrise with East Timorese guerrillas, cups of coffee with Karen commanders, and played cards with lepers.
I rode a bicycle from Glasgow to London, and got pints of Guinness bought for me at almost every stop (Yes, I'm a scrounger like that).
I was born in London, call Glasgow and Jakarta home, yet I also love San Fransisco and Dili. Slough, on the other hand, needs to be nuked. Even Betjeman agrees with me.
I believe that love is merely a euphemism for lust, that if god exists, he/she/it is a sadist voyeur, that Led Zeppelin is the best band that ever walked the planet, with the Jimi Hendrix Experience a close second.
My previously short temper was considerably extended by a stint in solitary confinement. Which was very quiet, by the way. The food was shite, but on the plus side, I had lots of it.
If I die today, it will be with a manic grin on my face, as I look back and say with full honesty, "Fuck me, that was a great ride!"
Over the years, I have been a political activist, convict (strictly political, honest guv), journalist, shopkeeper, bouncer, pizza boy, playwright, fundraiser, charity worker, language tutor, son, brother, and most recently, an uncle.
I have dined with Old Etonians and diplomats, slept in train stations alongside tramps and the homeless. I shared a beautiful sunrise with East Timorese guerrillas, cups of coffee with Karen commanders, and played cards with lepers.
I rode a bicycle from Glasgow to London, and got pints of Guinness bought for me at almost every stop (Yes, I'm a scrounger like that).
I was born in London, call Glasgow and Jakarta home, yet I also love San Fransisco and Dili. Slough, on the other hand, needs to be nuked. Even Betjeman agrees with me.
I believe that love is merely a euphemism for lust, that if god exists, he/she/it is a sadist voyeur, that Led Zeppelin is the best band that ever walked the planet, with the Jimi Hendrix Experience a close second.
My previously short temper was considerably extended by a stint in solitary confinement. Which was very quiet, by the way. The food was shite, but on the plus side, I had lots of it.
If I die today, it will be with a manic grin on my face, as I look back and say with full honesty, "Fuck me, that was a great ride!"
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