Living in relative anonymity I rule over a glorious kingdom of sandwiches and hamburgers. People would argue that hamburgers are not sandwiches and they may have a point. That said they are related and I love them just the same. I am fair and kind to my subjects. I enjoy carriage rides and the smell of baking bread. It brings me joy to talk and adventure with other kind souls.

Now that the internet exists I much like bread shall rise to the challenge and explore it's peculiar digital shores. While this does sound daunting it is not as difficult as it seems as my sandwich castle does have rye-fi.

I am an Australian who is visiting your fine city in July. Tour guides and adventures are most welcome.

I am exploring the continual ups and downs that this wild ride gives us all. Perfecting my ability to be kind and accept the things I cannot control. Which from my intense research seems to be almost everything. Much like a sandwich, to everything there is a beginning and an end, hopefully with lots of tasty stuff in the middle.

In short I am savoring the tasty times.

Well for one I am very good at sandwiches and sandwich related problems. I have always been gifted with the power of laughter and silliness along the willingness to give a backrub at the end of the day.

My regal manner and kind eyes. My fantastic horse who is made entirely out of bread. Purebread that is. My large array of condiments.

Also I should mention

Upon meeting some fine adventurer types they have questioned me as to whether I have a baguette in my pocket or maybe I am just happy to see them. Indeed it is true on both counts. I am always happy to see new people and I do usually carry a baguette in my pocket. One never knows when they might come across the perfect salad or condiment meat combination and a Sandwich Baron is always prepared.

I will not lie I do love to consume many things. Sandwiches and other bready delights being just the beginning.. However the things I consume in no way define me. These things won't give you any hints as to whether we will get along, if I was what I ate I would be a giant delicious sandwich who would be constantly attacked by birds because I was sooo tasty. In a world of opposites attracting and stranger things happening the knowledge of another and their ability to make your dough rise only comes from exploration, prodding and poking. Do you have the moxie to step past the preordained boundary and enter into my soul sandwich foundry and grasp the real filling that makes up Sandwich Baron?

Tiger cuddles
Funtimes
Light
Freedom
Giggles.
SANDWICHES!

Toppings
Fillings
Spreads
Breads
Salad.

On a normal Friday I will be a the baguette jousting or overseeing the weekly corned beef-a-thon. The Sandwich kingdom loves Thons.

I am willing to admit that while I am entranced and beguiled by the glory that is the many fillings of life I do tend to gravitate toward the delightfulness that lies in between the breadsheets.

Egads what am I thinking?! This is not private by any means. . This is common knowledge about men. Even a Baron such as myself. Alas if you want private secrets from me you will have to part the salads and talk to me in person or at least ask me some tough questions on this contraption of a website.

If you like adventure and delicious fillings. Having your brain tickled along with your taste buds. Wish to talk of the joy of sandwiches and feel comfortable sharing memories of fine sandwiches you have had the pleasure of meeting please do pen me a letter. I would be delighted to hear from you. If not then not to worry. I wish you well on your journey. May you find delights while traveling gently and well on this fantastic journey.