Me, Myself and I
Until recently I lived at the back of the former home of J.M Barrie, author of Peter Pan, by the sea in Rustington, West Sussex. I now live about 150 meters down the road closer to the sea.
We have two herring seagulls that live with us, they were here before us and came with the house. Whenever I give them fresh fish (usually the leftovers after we’ve been out mackerel fishing) they bring us presents of bundles of twigs and hay.
As a teenager, my hobby was breeding tropical fish, primarily Mbuna cichlids from Lake Malawi and amongst other awards I once won a regional show with a guppy that I had selectively bred to have a blue sheen and an elongated upper tail fin. Owing to space and overseas work commitments, my fish collection is currently reduced to a tropical brackish water aquaria and some goldfish.
I started studying the Qabalah and the Western esoteric system at age 18 and have been a small-time member of various lodges and orders ever since.
As a nurse, I worked in a number of clinical areas including casualty, cardiothoracic surgery, neurosurgery and neurology. As an occupational health advisor, I worked in the automotive industry, aviation hydraulics, and further education. I once worked as a consultant to a bakery, which lasted a few days. I raised a number of serious issues about health and safety which culminated in the employees staging a walk out and a senior manager threatening to “do” me in the car park. I had to hide in the office for a couple of hours before being able to sneak out unassaulted.
In my early 20’s I briefly worked as a clinical researcher (I forget the exact title, but it was probably “assistant”) It was the single most stressful time of my life and everything I touched either broke, fell over, spilt or went missing. I learned years later that the entire clinical research team celebrated when I resigned in tears after six months.
Many times when travelling I have attended an accident or heart attack victim. Two of the most recent resuscitations were one on a transatlantic flight and another at London Victoria station.
I am usually disappointed at how unwilling people are to offer assistance but always impressed and relieved with how amazing and generous people are when they are actively directed to help. Two years ago I also assisted at the resuscitation of a drowned casualty near to where we live. Sadly he didn’t make it.
I have been a motorcyclist since I was 16 and only learned to drive a car a few years ago. My first motorbike was a Yamaha DT50 and my last motorcycle was a Suzuki Bandit 600.
I have never attended a football match, a cricket match or any other form of sporting event. I have no intention of ever doing so. Apparently, I do not possess a sports gene or a dance gene. I loathe nightclubs.
My favourite authors of fiction are Iain Banks, James Herbert and Paulo Coelho. My favourite ever book is, “Illusions” by Richard Bach but I didn’t enjoy his others.
I often work with clients via Skype.
Despite a popular rumour to the contrary, I have never had the police turn up at a workshop nor have I ever hit an attendee with a chair (but I confess to having been tempted once or twice).
This story originates from two things – I once punched a freak of an assistant-therapist at an event where I was refused permission to leave the room because he felt that I was “running away from my feelings”. I was attempting to assist a demo subject to leave the room who was being ordered to reveal details of a rape to the group, she declined and was coerced into continuing with the demonstration.
At the exit, the brainwashed assistant stood blocking my way whilst a bunch of other assistants moved in to “love-hug” me. That part happened overt 20 years ago. I do not know where the origin of the police part of the story comes from, but I am aware of the person who likes to tell that story at his NLP practice group in the UK. Curiously, this same person also likes to tell people that he reviewed and edited my book, “The Rainbow Machine.” He didn’t.
The three films I least enjoyed were The Shawshank Redemption, Flightplan and Lord of the Rings. Lord of the Rings is the only film I didn’t bother staying ’til the end for. Oh, and Star Wars. Truly dreadful.
Whilst being a big fan of Robert Anton Wilson, I thought the Illuminatus Trilogy was dreadful. This small detail has seen me unfriended by some RAW obsessives.
For my 39th birthday, I was given some baby Giant African Snails (they are now enormous) and for my 40th, an AK47. Laura knows me well.
No matter what some people continue to claim, I have never taken an NLP training in Ireland and misbehaved whilst doing it. Why this story persists I do not understand.
I have been keeping and training rats for several years. The last two I had, Minni and Mika, were very affectionate female dumbo rats whose favourite food was pasta and when they tired of following me about the apartment, they tend to nest down in the stationary cupboard. I have lost count of how many times I have had people tell me that they don’t like rats because of their tails.
My favourite book as a child was, “The Amateur Naturalist” by Gerald Durrell.
The strangest thing that ever happened to me occurred when I visited a monastery high up in the hills in northeast India and without me realising was mistaken for visiting dignitary. Like a fool, I interpreted all the meets and greets merely as exceptional hospitality shown to an overseas visitor and went along with it. The moment I was ushered onto a podium in a very large and busy conference room the misunderstanding became apparent to all.
I make model aeroplanes.
I like to study all sorts of things and have taken courses and studies in philosophy, fungi, magic/illusions, stand up comedy, self-defence, car mechanics, herbalism, waterskiing, astronomy, and firearms. If I am ever missing, look for me at the nearest rocky beach with tidal rock pools, I can spend days there and not notice the time passing.