I like lots of things: chatting with friends in a quiet pub, cooking with old family recipes, re-reading a book I already know well. I get excited by the chance to learn something new, no matter what it is, and I have a deep, inexplicable affection for quirky accents, spiral staircases, curled mustaches, old Enid Blyton books, and the Oxford comma.
I prefer mountains to the beach; I envy people who are properly fluent in several languages; and I suspect that all cameras, everywhere, are involved in a conspiracy to make my head look a funny shape in photographs. Possibly as the result of a childhood curse.
It would be great to meet some new people in this part of the world!