Well, originally, he was the Greek god of sleep and dreams, but he is also a moniker I adopted when I began creative writing, back in 1994 (I started late in life).
My real name is unimportant – Mike Unimportant. I was born in England (rule Britannia!) attended Copleston High, got a few “O” levels, then went down to London and caught the tail-end of the Sixties. Then I got into jazz and DID inhale.
Later I settled down, got married, had a son (Hi, James!) studied electronics at Southend Tech and became a service engineer for the next ten years. Finally I decided the life portrayed in the TV ads was not for me and QUIT the rat race.
I travelled (Britain, Europe and the Far East) finally, at 50, RETIRING and settling down in SE Asia with wife number three, plus a semi-feral cat I called Sophie, a dopey but affectionate dog I called Jasper and his sweet little girlfriend, Dang – all of whom I rescued from the streets (the ANIMALS – not my wife). I love all four.
[update: now add two Rottweilers; Sweet William and Benjamin (yes, Bill and Ben) plus two ginger pussycats; little Queenie and… Ginger (when we named him, we did not know his sex – he was VERY young). Like Sophie and Jasper, these too were rescued by me. You cannot change the World – but you can change a dog’s or cat’s.]
I live in a big house with my own sauna, jukebox, over 5,000 records, tapes and disks and a 50″ TV with a 250W sound system.
I smoke, am a lapsed Mensan, a devout atheist, a Liberal Socialist and like Trance, Prokofiev and Art Deco music.
I work out every day, give to charity often and lie frequently (see?)
Actually, I’m out of shape, mean and… never mind, let’s carry on with this thing while I still have some readers left…