One-time forklift truck operator who left disillusioned when the rest of the workforce refused to let me teach them Latin. I have worked as a glazier, a radio & tv repairman, a furniture upholsterer, a ditch digger, an assembler of fine French automobiles, an operator of injection moulding machinery, a store man, a folk music archivist, an arts administrator and a music shop sales guy with a ponytail. I gave up on the notion of work to look after Ould Blackpig (the Da) in his final years. All of this time I was first and foremost a musician. I now have tattoos and a baldy head along with a black leather waistcoat which I wear with Marshall Amplifier t-shirts and a silver pentagram on a chain which Mrs. BP bought me for our anniversary. I thus qualify as an unemployable old rocker and phuck the begrudgers.
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Location
Drink.
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Interests
Drink. All kinds of drink. Oh yes the drink. DRINK! It's awfully jolly fun you know.