I love food. And books. And apparently, sentence fragments, for emphasis. And films.
I also like playing games; not mind games, actual games. Like computer or console or board or card, really any games. So if you like games, we might get on, I guess. We might not, a lot of very different people like games.
I have opinions. Who doesn't. I don't mind if yours are different to mine. It would be good if we agreed on the big stuff though, like not being racist, and what to have for dinner.
Then I was a lawyer, briefly.
Now I am a writer.
I want to write books, but at the moment I am just a hack reporter.
I get to work from home, which is nice.
DIY, particularly in 17th century French castles.
If not, probably my self-consciously retro glasses.
I love lots of movies, too. Almost anything directed Woody Allen, Jim Jarmusch, Wes Anderson, the Cohen brothers, Martin Scorsese, Jacques Audiard et al.
Music should make me want to dance or hit me in the feels.
I like jazz, like Chet Baker or Bill Evans. Everybody digs Bill Evans.
I am listening to This Year by The Mountain Goats right now. This instant.
Food is pretty much my favourite thing. I will eat anything and everything, once at least. I occasionally write about food, too. I have worked in a brewery in the past, which comes in handy because I really like real ale, too.
iPhone. That's a lie, actually. I have no idea how to use it.
A comfy chair.
Maybe games, too!
Or you just want to eat my excellent cakes. That's fine, too.
It's not even a metaphor.