Beardy, middle-aged, slap-head middle-class impostor. Originally a Teesside prole, now a North Yorkshire prole, but with mildly intellectual pretensions.

Originally trained in the sciences but have meandered around over the years. and now write software as a day job, while occasionally plopping out this drivel when the mood takes me.

If I dare to have an option about something vaguely political, it will go in Cult of Stupid, while Mantra-filled Oompah is for the fun stuff.