A head that refuses to work properly, but none the worse for that, in my oh-so-humble opinion. I paint, sometimes with paint. Photography fills in the bits I cannot draw rather
nicely. I write, sometimes stringing two meaningful sentences together at once; haiku when the day is rather more difficult. A champion of art and its ability to aid mental health states. Somewhat socialist. Hate injustice with a sharp and GBH sort of hatred.
So, that’s me. You may all leave in an orderly fashion via the door marked ‘Common Sense’.