It has been more than two years now since the book-blogger Grumpyoldbookman undid years of careful myth-making by telling people that I was a librarian from Swansea.
During that time I have waited patiently for the librarians of that town to do the decent thing and deny the unmerited tribute. Two years, and not a squeak from them. Instead they have been swaggering up and down Swansea High Street on Saturday afternoons, in their British Homes Stores suits, pretending to be me and impertinently scoring the chicks who should have been mine. Well, I've had enough. The time has come to put the record straight.
I am, in fact, a former advertising copywriter. I was born in Shrewsbury in the UK; studied beer drinking at Warwick and Freiburg universities; and have worked at various times as a hotel washer-up, a BMW assembly line worker, the world’s worst alumnium salesman, and an advertising copywriter. From 2000 – 2007 I was employed as a lotus-eater in Bangkok, where I wrote most of my books. This idyll came to an abrupt end when I was forcibly repatriated to Blighty by the vicissitudes of fate. (I got sick.) I now live in Oxford where I continue to chronicle the moral turpitude of the criminal underclasses of Aberystwyth. I also take life drawing classes, write poems and drink beer.
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