I am 30 years old and betrothed to a lovely lass (but trying to hold onto my freedom for as long as she lets me get away with it)
No kids, although the dog thinks he's one. He's a Chinook so I've been informed (not the helicopter type, although with his tail wagging I swear he's gonna take off one day!)
I've been lucky enough not to have been punished with a 'proper' job.
Left school at 16 with no qualifications, and for the last 3 years of those I only turned up because it was the easiest place to buy drugs. Although I have turned my back on them now...except for special occasions I may smoke the odd joint. I could have passed all my exams (except maths, may as well be Kling-on for me). I didn't get any inspiration from any lessons, but I put it down to the subject matter that they were teaching us. Even for a 13 year old it was easy to see we were just being conditioned to be 'a productive member of society'. All the maths sums were about money...you go to a shop, buy such and such for you, and you have £10, your granny told you to buy her her newspaper and she give you 50p the bill comes to whatever, how much change have you got left...or...you get a bill from the gas man the electric man and the taxman you get so much in your wages paid into the bank but you have to pay a so many percent off a loan, how much money left have you got to spend on food? I didn't care at 12 year old about all that because mum did it!!! And to even question how terrible it were for all those little Indian folk to die with the birth of America led to my own little classroom in the storage cupboard for a year.
I'm an avid reader and will read almost anything except Mills and Boons, Jackie Collins and the like, not over keen on fantasy/sci-fi either.
I've been composing music since I was 10 but only for fun, and played a few gigs in the local pubs with my guitar.
I've travelled a little bit, not any great distances, but for some prolonged periods, I always get sidetracked by digging into places that I really like and getting to know the locals. To really get to know them, and be accepted by them I've found that you have to stick around so that you aren't just another tourist and you gotta live, eat and breath like them. The 'sights' like Colosseum/Eiffel Tower and what have you don't intrest/impress me. Travelled most of Eastern Europe (except Russia), All of Central/Western Europe (except London because I'm scared of getting stabbed by a 10 year old). Never been to Scandanavia yet...I'm hoping global warming really kicks in in the next few years and melts all the snow, I'm not very good at cold (must be those reptiallian genes in me that a lot of folk on these forums would have me believe...hehe) Done Morocco and some of Algeria. I stayed a couple of weeks with a friends family in Sidi Moumen, Casablanca, in a corrugated metal house in the 'ghetto' where there was a spate of suicide bombers, and is apparently a hotbed of 'Radicalized Islamist Jihadi's'. Even my Moroccan friends said that I was crazy to go there. Not once did I feel threatened! Even walking alone at times late at night, or walking into a cafe, drinking kawa hlib or atay nanna, sharing a joint with the locals and watching the football or some low budget American action movie on the action channel. They were good times! I spent 6 months living with the Sleuh Berbers of the Anti-Atlas, and did a little 3 month tour of The Sahara on a quad bike. Even in 45C temperatures I didn't think it was too bad and have suffered more from the heat in England on a really hot day. I'm ginger too! but I will remember to take suncream with me the next time I venture out that way. There were times when I looked like a reptillan who was shedding his skin...should've seen the faces on some of those desert dwellers when they seen my scabby face...lol.
I have had some strange 'un-natural' experences in my childhood. When I was about 5/6 years old I woke up one morning and sat on the edge of my bed and thought I heard my brother coming up the stairs when the noise got to the top I was expecting to see my brother but instead it was what I can only describe as a cross between a Smurf and an Umpa Lumpah and he scared the s**t out of me, he came running up to me and tried dragging me off the bed...so I fought back, and he run off into my Parents bedroom, and I stood there gobsmacked. I still swear today that I never woke up after that because no sooner had the little s**t run off my elder brother woke up and told me to shut up making all that noise...lol...But I still can't believe in little blue blokes unless they are on the TV. A childs imagination is something else eh!?
Another strange event happened when I was 15. I was with some friends and we were all taking LSD. When we were coming up we used to take some hot knives as a booster. I had mine and drifted off into a massive trip where something strange happened to me. I was aware of everything that had ever happened and that will happen in the universes lifespan all in the blink of an eye. When I told them they were hit by the giggles big time and asked me to prove it, so it just came out without thinking I said that on our way home as soon as we come out of the gate from the golf course there will be a motorbike that'll come round the corner and drive past us...and so it did! I can't recall anything at all from that 'acid vision' now though...but you can read my prophosies that I wrote down at the time by sending me £30 cash and i will send you the book...only kidding! I do have to say though, that LSD can be a very strange drug and does 'open doors' in your mind, whether or not they are supposed to be opened God only knows.
I think I've seen something what could be desrcibed as a UFO or it could be a flock of geese. Geese tend to float around in the air making a rough V shape whereas what I seen was like a triangle of 6 lights with the lower right hand light missing and then it came from behind overhead and 'slotted' in perfectly to make up the whole triangle. At the time I had just woken and rubbed my eyes then looked out of the window and watched it for about 10 seconds before it disappeared over Pendle Hill. I'd like to believe that it was a little alien chap but for me to be convinced he'd have to get out of his spaceship and come over and sit down with me let me poke and prod him before I was anywhere near convinced.
Not religious as such, but do think that the philosophies contained within the religions are spot on especially that we should love everyone as we would love our parents...even those who wish to destroy us...moreso them I say. I don't believe in the ritualistic side of religion like eating unclean foods and such...oh yeah, give it a wash and kill it with a bit of respect like...but if I was truly starving I'd eat a scabby horse! Like Jesus said its not what we put into our bodies that is evil, evil is what comes out of the heart.
I didnt realise how much I've written...hence rambling...lol
Must go now while the rains stopped and dig a bit more of my cave only got 4 years to complete it!!!
Cheers
Ste
Sounds pretty insulting to me... 
back to playing... la la la...
, cleaner, owner of a selection of different vending machines.. and finally after going back to vet nursing, left there to buy a business with my now hubby (we just got married) a picture framer and art gallery. which we've been in for nearly one year.
) here at UM. 
this is my first post - about your avatar! Thanks for the laughs ...
),have been playing on and off for about 30 years.
