Both my brother and Martin Stabe tagged me on this while I was experimenting with being on holiday and offline (shudder), so I’m going to give it a shot.

1. I’ve always wanted to be a journalist. Or, at least, since I was 11. Before that, I wanted to drive ferries (or the Waverley). Then my primary school teacher took me to the local newspaper, showed us the 1930s flatbed press and the editor wheezing away, and we were all handed our names cast in burning hot pieces of lead. I was suckered. I’ve bought at least one morning newspaper most days since then. Even on holiday. Which has, in turn, infuriated my parents, then my wife.

2. The only other job I’ve ever really wanted is as a professional footballer. Unfortunately, I’m shit.

3. My cat likes the weed more than I do.

4. Don’t be fooled by the list of sensible books on the right. I do read them, but now I’m done with the MBA I devour much more pulp fiction. Yes, I quite enjoyed the Da Vinci Code. If I was wanting some fecking literature, after all, I’d go read some.

5. I’ve got a higher in computing, and part of my MBA covers technology management, but the last successful program I wrote was in basic, on a ZX Spectrum. I remain in awe of coding skillz.

I tag Ben, Bobby, Jemima, Jamie and Lloyd. Although I suspect they’re all too cool to do memes. Unless Hammersley chooses do his through the new medium of YouTubed expressive dance.

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