My name's Mike and I have no long-term financial ambition.
Tend to grimace when people take photos of me, which has made this tricky. I've tried taking selfies and it just makes me feel really fucking weird.
What I’m doing with my life
I'm one of those scumbags who actually enjoys their job. I've been a support worker for autistic adults for a few years now. I occasionally run a 'bullshit conversation' workshop.
Part-time gardener and play drums in a few fun stupid bands.
Getting more and more involved in a small union that most recently have been trying to get cleaners at Sotheby's the London living wage and contractual sick pay. Needless to say Sotheby's are right 'orrible shits.
I’m really good at
Falling asleep in public places, fixing things, rolling when I land, driving vans under pressure, chatting shite.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
The stuff I always come back to: Drop Dead Fred, Alan Partridge, Dumbo, Dirty Three, Etta James, pickled red cabbage, Lillian Gish's character in Night of the Hunter, Nina Simone (the '76 Montreux show... Jesus), Salinger's Glass Family stories.
The six things I could never do without
The working-class chip on my shoulder
A good drill
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Plants and where they were first discovered.
Whether it's worth trying to get into watching football to aid my male bonding.
CAPITALISM, EQUALITY, INTERSECTIONAL FEMINISM AND MY ROLE AS SOMEONE WHO IDENTIFIES AS A WHITE MALE IN ALL OF THAT.
There's a boardroom somewhere where people regularly meet to discuss urinal cake innovation. That one actually blows my mind, like when I found out my mate's dad made hamster cages.
Pessimism of intellect, optimism of will.
Vaclav Havel. Patti Smith. Dot Hook's midwife sweat.
On a typical Friday night I am
In a pub and then dancing my tits off. Occasionally on the boat, sat in front of the fire with a book, cheap whiskey and a loaf of bread.
You should message me if
You give a shit about people who aren't as lucky as you. But more importantly: if you want to have a drink somewhere and talk crap about eachother's stupid lives.