"To begin at the beginning"? No. Rather at the end. I live in remote northern Scotland surrounded, I finally notice, by things needing support; two rejected and formerly maltreated dogs, a tribe of abandoned cats, chickens on a pension while acting as a carer for someone else. Time, as the days grow short, for some ME time, methinks.
Most of my life has been spend in education and some of the remainder in horticulture at which I am, supposedly, qualified though to look at my polytunnel you wouldn't believe it. Sadly vegetables don't do it for me and I long to flower instead.
My real passion and hope is music. I am always transfixed by it's quality. Hope comes from the fact that it is virtually free and a universal human phenomena - a joy to the world. When I retired I began learning the violin - ploughing recalcitrant synaptic pathways to moderate effect.
I try to live ethically and frugally, (the frugality is obligatory), though I have to admit that frugality slips when it comes to CD's. My political beliefs which are important began left and traveled still further left while remaining, at heart, a simple, unregenerate class warrior. All this somewhat overshadowed by the concrete conviction that it's Apocalypse Now, or very soon. Somewhere the virus is incubating in an asian duck or banker's brain that will see us all much reduced. Those and the sadly inevitable climate change. But not at this moment. As I grow older I experience that age epiphany whereby I grow happier and more amazed by the wonder of everything. At the moment my garden is flowering and glows in the evening - I stand fascinated and compelled by it. Skimming through this site it is reassuring to see the diversity, interests, skills and commitment of humanity! So always look on the bright side o life Brian.