An Unusual Take on Life and Social History from the 1950’s Onward

In a perfect world I’d have been rich and famous thus deemed worthy of penning the story of my own life. In reality I am a content ‘nowhere man’ with a vast chronicle of all things bonkers to pass on to anyone who cares to take the risk and read this factual tale I’ve pieced together.

I wrote this ‘new’ book nearly a decade ago yet did Sweet Fanny Adams with it. My line of thought was logical for two debatable reasons. Firstly, I’d heard tell that for one’s first stab it was best to write about something one knew inside out, in other words ‘me’…besides I knew little of just about anything else, save perhaps thinking obtusely throughout my waking hours, and playing the game of love as it remains the only sport I’ve ever…

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