First off, "Hi, I'm Maxwell, and I have no idea what I'm doing here".

I've been in Bath 4 years, run a web development company, live in a variety of bygone eras, and am a hopeless romantic at heart, under a brittle, stiff-upper-lip shell.

I'm extensively travelled, and have thus far led a life which has kept me both busy and stimulated, and I now find the only area in which I lack is that I'm fundamentally lonely - starting a business and moving away from all my friends was hardly conducive to keeping relationships going.

I love music, both to listen to, play, and to write, I like to paint, create and restore things (furniture, watches, anything interesting), and I enjoy slumping in my favourite armchair with a good book and a bottle of red.

I used to be extremely sporty, rowing, running, and the like, but injured myself and managed to turn my attentions to beer while I should have been convalescing - I'm now on the arduous path back to fitness.

I'd write more, but I'll end up being self-indulgent, so I'll just leave it as the above, for now.

I'm running a web development agency, looking after my blithering idiot of a brother, and keeping the in-between time filled with anything which takes my fancy!

most things I lay my hand to, as disgustingly arrogant as it seems. If you can't excel at something, why bother doing it at all?

If I have to define things specifically - playing the piano, writing, painting, travelling.

is my arbitrarily ridiculous dress sense. I sit here wearing a purple, green, red and yellow tweed jacket and a shirt in a panoply of lurid colours. There are also trousers, of course. Those are important.

Books - I love Russian/Soviet literature - Solzhenitsyn, Dostoevsky, Tolstoy, Bulgakov, Pelevin, Kafka, Rand - but I also have a healthy diet of Sci-Fi (Philip K Dick, Asimov, Stephenson, Clarke) when I'm not feeling up to being intellectual.

Movies - I like a weird cross-section, from old war movies to modern art film to popular trash - everything has to be judged on its own merits. To try to winnow it down - anything Terry Gilliam, Kubrick, Ingar Bergman, Hitchcock, and then films like The Fifth Element, LOTR, and The Trial (Orson Wells and Kafka, how can you go wrong?!).

Music - again, a strange cross section from Art Tatum to Basement Jaxx to Rachmaninoff to The Police.

Food - anything. Sushi always goes down well.

My mind is the only thing I could never do without. Everything else in life is transient and disposable.

Everything. If anything, I over-analyse, continually - anything which I don't understand I'll dissect in my mind until I do, or I think I do. I think about being free, and about crazy crackpot schemes to take over the world and create some kind of futurist utopia.

Either out with friends, dribbling nonsense onto a table as I fill myself with Bath Ale, or at home, baked as a spoon, watching TV shows I'd be ashamed to admit I enjoy.

I... I sometimes enjoy Star Trek. And Firefly. There. I said it. Oh god, I'm so ashamed.

You enjoy a challenge.