Alex Annesty

I was once a beaten quarter finalist in a seaside cheese measuring contest.

I used to live in London, but decided to move after an army of vigilante squirrels invaded it, just as I was singing it to sleep.

I console myself in my arboreal rodent enforced exile by writing. Although unpublished thus far, I hold out hope that writing will, one day, become my day job and I can drive the squirrels back from whence they came.