About me

I am a 41 year old man who has had a colourful educational and career path.

I am divorced 3 years now. I believe that losing her was the single stupidest yet unstoppable thing that has ever happened to me. There is little good about a divorce, especially if you still love each other and moreso if you have children, but there is a little comfort in knowing that we managed to divorce before it was too late and that at least in that, perverse as it may sound I was able to put my love for her above by need for her. I'll write about that sometime.

I have a son who is 10 going on 20 except when its time for wealthe redistribution and then he is either a trained economist or plays the part of the fragile child in need of the love (kids can be political players of serious note) that buying [something] will bring - being the child of divorced parents is not a tool in the arsenal that he refrains from using, though he will not use it too much.

I love him with all my heart and he has been the anchor against my drifting totally into the sea of selfishness.

Physically I am 5'10 tall. I was not a sportsman in school but I did see early on the value of exercise and that has helped a lot. I can still run a half marathon.

I currently head a team of business analysts, a PA and one very antagonising, but incredibly clever IT architect who I've begun to understand.

My job is to orchestrate their talents so that we create products that make sense and of course money.

I play poker occasionally. I ride my bike. Take very long drives and of course love the internet.

I have a brother who I am not very close to anymore [I'll elaborate later]. I try to schedule times to call him and time to visit but we are different people. The only time he calls me is for money and as much as I would like to ignore that, its just too true. He used to call me when my dad was alive.

My dad died 6 years ago from excess. Excess in everything - smoking, drinking, stress, anger - he was the case study in excess.

My mom died when I was 5 and I do envy those who grew up with a mother.

That's me in a nutshell