45Bristol, United Kingdom
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My self-summary
I used to have a job, a terrible job, the kind that eats your soul and is never satisfied.

Then a mid-life crisis became a permanent state of uncertainty, the lizard-brain had its day and drew the line. Another line and another line, and life was a scribble of pain on the bomb-proof windows of the money palace. Cut or run - I ran.

Now I am among the precariat, broke, (broken?), but I have a place I can call home (no more living on the M4 corridor), boots with pink ribbons and a wardrobe full of fancy suits I'll never need again (here's hoping!)
What I’m doing with my life
Learning to set things in resin. Exploring the local muddy places. Trying to say something meaningful about chaos, madness and degenerative art - with tentacles.
I’m really good at
Sounding pretentious when I'm being honest, which is NAGL for a would-be writer.
The first things people usually notice about me
Nothing. I'm a slow burner.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
The Changeover, Bladerunner, Deadwood, Kings of the Wild Frontier, satsumas
Six things I could never do without
Food, water, air, clothes, scissors, one true friend.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
This week I been mostly thinking about how you'd have got from Tredegar to Bristol in the early hours of 26th January 1939, if you were being chased by an alien and carrying a giant bomb.
On a typical Friday night I am
On my way somewhere for le weekend.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I'll tell all, but this ain't the place.
You should message me if
You feel like it, you don't mind waiting a long time for an answer that may never come (I'm not active on OKC tbh), or you know a lot about the 1930s.
The two of us