Needle in the hay

So I moved…

Even your professional nomad, your frustrated beatnik must settle eventually. I had been living in the twilight world of some friends’ bedroom and before that the box room of a liverpool terrace. Some months ago I finally secured tenancy on a flat (if you want to stalk me I live somewhere in the vicinity of Sefton Park in Liverpool)

I’m fermenting plans, I’m 28, If I did more exercise I’d cut a fine figure.

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