You need no longer only read my words upon a computer screen, but can now be privileged to watch me say words via the miracle of You-Tubular technology. A five part interview with the fearsomely knowledgable yet wonderfully polite Marcus Gipps of Blackwells, accompanied by music only slightly reminiscent of the feast scene from one of those forties hollywood medi-evil films in glorious technicolor:
Strangely, this is the first of several bits of video of me blathering which were shot recently. Others will no doubt surface soon, and believe me you’ll be the very first to know. I mean, this shit is like a DRUG. One taste and you are HOOKED.