Mr GH Neale
was born the same week as the death penalty was abolished in the United
Kingdom
– a matter of some good fortune. He
is occasionally accompanied by his wife
and
three children as he traverses the highways and byways of the Kentish
countryside.
His musings are discharged
unrealistically
into what is euphemistically described as ‘Meta-Fiction’. This is something he very
much enjoys doing
but he recognises his clandestine scribblings may forevermore be
hermetically
sealed with the stamp of obscurantism. But in that respect he
cares not a jot and
he is determined to continue jotting in his own atomic way.
He is
interested in politics but so far has been unimpressed by the systems
that he
has discovered. Whilst
becoming
vegetarian at sixteen years old, he occasionally kicks himself with his
leather
shoes and is ill-at-ease that he is not more committed, that is to say: a vegan.
He wishes
everyone well except others that don’t wish others well.