If you want frosties instead of cornflakes who am I to stop you.
Maybe not too pc but I have a real predjudice against biotics. For that matter I hate histamines as well.
It’s clockwise or nothing as far as I’m concerned
I am completely in favour of all types of chopped wood.
I oppose all kinds of dissertations as well.
I approve of everything that moves.
I just love him in high school musical.
There are much better parts of South Africa
I love it when time ebbs away
Vehemently opposed to anything that gets infected.
Which by definition makes me anti-short I suppose.
And other savoury products for that matter.
Metric measurements rule.
Although I preferred my twenties.
I hate stuff.
Tied together they dangle from the phone line which stretches between the rows of terraced houses.
Small shoes, black shoes – scuffed toes and well worn soles.
They sway gently on the breeze, an odd hanging ornament over the quiet road, the parked cars.
Along the street the boy stands alone; crying. The socks on his feet are damp and cold and he can’t feel his toes. He sniffs, wipes the snot and blood from his nostrils and starts for home, wondering, again, why they always go for him.
Trying to figure out the world, as he seems to have lost the instructions
All you really need to know for the moment is that the universe is a lot more complicated than you might think, even if you start from a position of thinking it’s pretty damn complicated in the first place.Douglas Adams
These are the facts:
Born, not in a crossfire hurricane, but an operating theatre in the Heath Hospital, Cardiff in 1973, I was a C-Section baby long before it became fashionable. Oh yes, and I share a birthday with Danny DeVito, Martin Scorsese and Peter Cook.
So not much to live up to then.
As a child I wanted to be Indiana Jones when I grew up. It almost happened. Like Indy, I’m terrified of snakes.
I’ve lived in Cardiff, Liverpool and Rhode Island (US of A) where I once met James Woods in a cinema, an episode more memorable to me than to him, I suspect.
Along the way I’ve picked up a BA in American Studies (yes, this is a real degree) and an MA in Creative & Media Writing from Swansea University.
Having worked as, among other things, a sales rep, sandwich maker, sausage batterer, chauffeur and cleaner these days I spend my time and earn my way as a freelance writer, producing copy & content as well as developing WordPress style websites for clients around South Wales and beyond.
And if that’s not enough I’m a husband to a wonderful wife and father to two awesome boys.
For my sins, I write fiction, a bit of poetry and blog posts – one of which almost certainly rants against people using phrases such as ‘for my sins’.
What do I like?
Being a Welshman I’ve fallen into the trap of following rugby. Which is fine if a bit of a stereotype and, to compound things I used to know the words to Max Boyce’s ‘Scottish Trip’ until I was hit on the head by a golf ball, coincidentally by Max Boyce.
I still like rugby and, whisper it – football. But what really does it for me is film, TV, literature and wallowing in the mire of pop culture from my youth. All of which I will tend to write about through misty eyed nostalgia whenever the mood grabs me.
Yes, I love Dangermouse and ‘Allo ‘Allo in completely non-ironic ways and firmly believe that Tiswas marks the high watermark of kids Saturday morning telly.
I love fiction and I love the short story – Raymond Carver, for me, is just about as good as it gets.
What I like I tend to love and what I hate isn’t much and tends to change on a regular basis.
So turn on, tune in and for God’s sake wash your hands when you’re done.