I live with calamity cat, jennyanydots, and huxley dog in a little house, half way up a steep hill, in a small village in England.

The left and right sides of my brain fight, and I can't decide if I am an artist or a geekist. Apparently you can't be both.

I write poetry and have a collection of my work published; I update my own linux kernel, and I pay my own bills.

My bloke is Canadian and the commute kills us.

I'm nosy. I waffle. Feet and wolves scare me. I like hats.