Part of the secret of success in life is to eat what you want and let the food fight it out inside.

A pistachio.

A Bacon, lettuce and tomato granary torpedo with lots of mayonaisse.

A cracker with some wensleydale and cranberries.

A pinch of 2-year old dried magic mushrooms.

I’d tell you the contents of my faeces, if I thought it might interest someone



There are few harder things in life than introducing yourself, especially in print where mellifluous nuance can turn to indulgent wankery. So. I am definitely a 'writer'. You could also call me an 'artist'. I could probably put the words 'designer' and 'consultant' here too, but they feel crass.

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