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About Me

I am a boy, a boy of many talents, also of many faults. I dont wash my face with a flannel every day but yet I can count to ten in Japanese (just an example). When the Germans invaded Poland in 1939 i was in a queue behind sainsburys in Brixton waiting to be born. By the time I reached the front of the queue in 1982, several people had pushed in front of me including Prince Harry and Lizo Mzimba from Newsround, so i was left with the humble task of growing up in south london. After rebelling against my father's ambition for me to be a wandering holy man and carpet-cleaner salesman I had some difficult life choices to make. After much pondering, I gathered my few belongings and, leaving little london behind, made the four thousand mile pilgrimage to Leeds to go to university. I went on foot, with a mule carrying the neccessary supplies; the journey took 2 years. When I reached the metropolis of Leeds I was awestruck, the lamps which lit up every inch of the city contained some alien substance which, I am told (though I am still not sure whether it was said in mockery), is the same as exists in a bolt of lightning. Oh, these Yorkshiremen, they are so far advanced of us southerners it is as if they are a different race! I have since made leeds my home, and, on discovering there is a train from Leeds to london which takes 2 hours, i come back to london every holiday.I am 6ft 1. I have gingery-brown hair. 1 brother. 2 legs. A thermometre. I like fishing, swimming, and camp collecting. 2+2=4. Almonds. {some of the above information is missing, if you have seen it call the missing infromation hotline on this number: sixty}

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Plankton. Especially if they were given the power of speech -I think they would have some pretty fucking traumatic tales to tell. So much suffering, it may well crush my soul.

My Blog

The beautiful and bizarre story of the stolen hat....

At roughly 5 on Sunday morning on I was sitting in a bedroom of a strange house in Leeds, drinking a teacup full of punch which I was unaware had been lined with Ket...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Jan 2007 05:44:00 GMT

Return of the lead-eye

1961:   As you may realise from my handwriting, I am one of those that remembers those early days of myspace. I remember when we restricted to writing one blog a year and when we were o...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Jan 2007 06:27:00 GMT

Months have past since i last wrote in this blog... i am virtually a new person.The picture you

Months have past since i last wrote in this blog... i am virtually a new person.The picture you see is becoming increasingly innacurate. i have shaved off my beard and most of my hair (i have lef...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Jun 2006 05:39:00 GMT

Sausage brains

I heard that in china (or maybe korea, I forget) they eat live monkey brains straight out of the monkeys skull. Im not sure if this is true, but thats besides the point. I was just thinking that I d...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Dec 2005 12:45:00 GMT

Kunt

The comment I wrote in my 'would like to meet' section which sullied the name of Immanuel Kant was uncalled for as I had never studied the theories of this great bumbling reptile of a philosopher...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Oct 2005 15:32:00 GMT

Durationless blog

Blog, Flog, Frog, Frob, Klob, Knob. This is the entire contents of my brain at the moment. Postnote: This snapshot of madame simon's brain was taken at 11:24 on Friday the 14th October 2004.
Posted by on Fri, 14 Oct 2005 11:24:00 GMT