Once described as "strange" by the guy who played Harold in Neighbours, in a pub in Yorkshire in 2007.
I think that sentence sums me up fairly well. If you want to know more about the talents of the man too weird for Harold from neighbours, well, he occasionally wanders into kitchens, rearranges everything, burns coconut milk onto the hobs and leaves - an hour later - oblivious to the mayhem behind him and yet eating the most delicious curry you've never tasted.
He claims to be a writer and yet hasn't had anything published since mid 2005, and even then they comprised a few album and live-music reviews.
Recent efforts at putting pen to paper - or touchtype to MS Word - have been received about as well as weetabix in a celiac.
Also: OKCupid is telling me that 1.82m is 6'0. It isn't. It's 5'11 and a half and a bit more. Whether I'm six foot or not entirely depends on my shoes.