The Most Scared Man Alive

I’m scared and confused. This comes naturally to me; I’ve been referred to in the past as “the most scared man alive”. Opening post addressed to me fills me with horror, terror that someone’s found something nasty about me out, even though I know I’ve done nothing wrong, or that a friend has died or something equally depressing. Today I got a copy of “If On A Winter’s Night A Traveller” in the post, to my work address. It’s come from a Wadham College, Oxford address – I don’t think I know anyone there though so I’m all scarified. If you were the culprit and you wish to put me out of my self-induced misery (to be fair I’m both a bit ill and exhausted from moving house at the moment – had to lug twenty car-loads of stuff up to our fourth-story penthouse) just mail me or leave a comment – I’d appreciate it!

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GriddleOctopus

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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