Well this is me.

During the years I have (mostly) lived in the town of Glastonbury I have spent over a decade organising festivals, been a New Age and Occult bookseller, worked for a Psychedelic Jazz Rock Band, lived in a shared house (the Glastonbury Institute of Gracious Living) famed for its fancy dress parties, helped run the Assembly Rooms Community Arts Venue and done some other stuff which will most likely form the basis of some blog posts.

The photo is taken not in Glastonbury, but in nearby Shepton Mallet at a retreat where I lived and worked with people who were suffering various forms of crisis in their lives – homelessness, bereavement, relationship breakdown, recovery from addiction etc. Here I am shovelling shit. This was just one in a series of attempts to move out of Glastonbury.

I have also lived in a caravan and cabin on the Somerset Levels. There was no running water and my electricity came from an 80W solar panel. On my doorstep was Ham Wall Nature Reserve, which I spent two and a half years exploring and photographing. As I was, only 4 miles – a cycle ride, from Glastonbury, and it was where I went to the office, to shop and to socialise this was hardly a credible attempt to move away.

So, 23 years and counting and I am still here, on the Summer Isle, and I still mostly love it.

I’m pretty handy at all sorts of project management work, IT, events organisation, photography etc, so please take a look at my Hire Me page.