I’M JUST SOME GUY
How the hell does one write their own bio without sounding like they’ve completely disappeared up their own ass?
Okay, I could tell you about how I jumped into a swimming pool to save a kid when I too was a kid. The hero angle is a good one though in truth that was probably the result of watching too much TV and believing that I was as invincible as any number of American TV heroes.
I might mention that I spent my childhood riding my bike as if it were a race car, and too this day I still have the scars to prove it. Or I could tell you how I loved sitting by my grandparents pond fishing for newts. I’d probably have to put that in context by saying that I lost interest in newts when I discovered naked girls, or at least the idea of naked girls.
I should probably say I’m an Englishman, but I’m no flag waving beer swilling, bar fighting, tattooed football thug. I have to mime the words of the national anthem after ‘God save our gracious Queen’.
I could tell you that I’ve had a whole host of jobs and that I’ve been fired from a couple of those. I’ve been thrown out of Churches for not being religious enough. I believe in God and science, I’m pro-life AND pro-abortion, and while reality TV has it’s place there’s quite enough reality in my life for me not to feel the need to consume a reality with a theme tune and sponsor.
I’ll come back to this bio and do a better job at a later date. In the meantime here are some pictures of me and some of the folk in my life.































































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If you’re not on this page then please understand it’s not because I don’t like you. It’s more likely that I couldn’t find a picture of you and me in which I looked good! :-)

