That’s me. Or rather it is a snapshot photo of me in early 2018. I’ve aged a little since then, as seems to happen, slowly, but daily, and for me, since the very early 1980s.
Born of England
, ancestry from Europe
and a descendant of Earth
, I have mostly loitered with intent around the slightly West of the Middle-lands, in the cradle of industry known as the Black Country
. Birmingham may have been the city of a thousand trades,but the Black Country was where it was taken, roasted in a furnace then beaten into submission.
I have travelled far, but not that wide. My journey north has limited itself to Glasgow
, Scotland, but South to the Falkland Islands
. East has been Egypt
and West Florida in the good old US OF A.
I maintain a small herd of cats, in case there is a mousal uprising centred on my property. I also maintain a not too inconsequential beard in case of a sudden ice-age.
I write short unconsidered comments about my life experiences. Sometimes I write more rambling musings about the things I learn.
My job involves taking people’s hopes, dreams and aspirations, and trying to align them with the cold copper and silicone logic of computers, to weave a story of the little project that could. I currently work as an IT Architect at Interserve