All About Me Me now
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6 ft 6 Well, ok, closer to 5'9"
I was mistakenly conceived during the Silver Jubilee weekend after my parents had consumed far too much alcohol, and promptly appeared in the world eight months later (the only time I've been early in my life!). My mother, so phased out by the event, hardly even noticed, and was only concerned to ensure that the doctors wheeled a telly in so that she would not miss her Open University. I feel that these two facts go a long way to explaining my present psychological hang-ups.
My birthday is on the 8th March (presents gratefully received) 1978, which makes me a pisces. Apparently my life path is "to navigate [myself] through the
deep emotional undercurrents of my being, until inevitably [I] reach the wide expansive freedom of the sea. (You what??) Trust [my] intuition and discover the real compassion [I] have for others." So who says Astrology is bollocks?
On top of that, I was born in the Chinese Year of the Horse, so there's even more. According to the Chinese, "The Horse is mostly cheerful (ha!) and popular (ha ha!). He holds a great appeal for the opposite sex (ahem!). The Horse leaves home early, to find work and earn a living (now you've lost me guv). The Horse has a good intellectual capacity and manages easily with his money (I wish!). His preference is for brightly coloured clothes and brass band music (it's not, honest!). He is quick to praise others, though compliments are also gratefully received. However, the Horse should learn to control his quick temper, otherwise he runs the risk that people may no longer believe in him. He is a master of doing several things at once and can improvise well. He never makes timetables and he must have variation at work or he feels very unhappy."
Finally, because I was born on the 8th March, you should also know this: "With my keen appreciation of good literature and music (no, not bloody brass band music, you bastards) I could make a good critic of both. Although I am frank, straightforward, scrupulously honest, I like personal attention and am apt to seek it. My love is steadfast and my friendship lasting." So there you go, you should now know everything there is to know about me. Or, then again, it might just all be a load of crap. You just never know, do you?.....
 Me when I first arrived at Uni, aged 18, in 1996! I have attended no less than five schools in my life, the last being Ranelagh in Bracknell, Berkshire. After leaving school, I joined the Manchester Metropolitan University, pausing only to spend nine weeks in hospital to have brutal and unmentionable tests performed on me by junior doctors. I was finaly allowed to leave (minus several inches of intestine but with a bonza scar in exchange) to take up Historical Studies. After three fantastic years at the Met, I passed with a 2:1 and moved a few hundred yards down Oxford Road to the University of Manchester, to do a MA in Early Modern History. This was also duely passed last year, and I chose to stay on at Manchester to write a PhD. You can find out more about my research on my Work Page.
Family and FriendsI'm currently single, having separated (amicably) from my ex-wife in February 2002. Life's shit being single, so if anybody likes what they see!... :-) My mother and father are Pam and Alan, a School's Inspector and retired Customs Officer respectively. They still live in Berkshire, tortured by the cat.
 Many of my oldest friends now have returned to leafy Berks, so I don't see them too often. One of the rare occassions when we were all together was for my stag weekend in Dublin. Despite the tinge of hindsight, it was still a good weekend. I currently work at Blackwells University Bookshop, in Manchester. It's dull, but the people are top (you can see Vicki, one of my best mates, in the gig photos) and the cheap books are a must! I used to work at the Filmworks, and many of my friends in Manchester are people I met there.
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