Chris

I'm now the ripe old age of 43, though I'm told I don't look it (cue f*cking smart arse comments from anyone out there that knows me). Despite me spending most of my childhood years in Northern Ireland and then another 3 and a bit years until early 2006 I thought I was more Norn Iron than Brit but un/fortunately I am a Brit. I moved back to SE England to be near my 2 children Elliott & Sadie and initialy worked as an Estate Agent (yes, one of those b*st*rds!). Despite me having been an Estate Agent I still think I'm a bloody nice bloke. Too f*cking nice for my own good sometimes. Anyway, I'm now back working at London Heathrow Airport doing admin-ey type stuff. Anyway, for my own mid-life crisis rather than being a bit of a sad w*nker and buying a Harley or a sports car I bought myself a wee Nissan Pao (Google for examples). It's class so it is. It's proved not to be praticial so I had to sell it. F*CK! I'm now driving a non-descript box on wheels. I've also got myself and since moved in with a very nice lady. She goes by the name of Joanne. She has a lovely daughter called Lucy who gets on very well with my 2 - Elliott & especially Sadie. Happy days. Therefore I can confirm to all concerned that my self abuse has now well & truely stopped. On that note I'm told I have a rather strange and twisted sense of humour.