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| gordon barnes? |
| ...yes, I am he and (until
recently) I earned my crust as a paperclip counter in a warm office in stornoway on the isle of lewis in sunny
scotland. now, however, I have ventured across the sea, back to glasgow to do the whole student thing
again. this time its an MSc in it. |
| as a boy, I attended the nicolson institute,
eventually moving to the big city and finally graduating in philosophy from
the university of glasgow. |
| why this site? |
| ...well, I have a passion for
music. I like talking about it
almost as much as I like listening to it or making it or eating it. so, why not
inflict my healthy obsession on the rest of the world? what of it? |
| plus, this gives me a shaky
premise around which I can build a web site and thereby indulge my fancy for web design. |
| however... |
| society has encouraged me to
work for a living plus (sadly) I'm a serial procrastinator. all told, this means
spare time is all too lacking. in other words, don't be too surprised if things
don't change around here for days on end - I'll probably be slouched in front of the telly
watching er re-runs - like any
other sane individual would. |
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| look out! it's
his wallet |
| "the contents of a
gentleman's pocket reveals the very essence of his soul," so said aristotle whilst
juggling dormice for a bet and suffering under the heady influence of copious amounts of
highly potent bulgarian red wine and night nurse... allegedly. |
| so, have a rummage around mine then! |
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| right about now |
I am feeling  |
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| so, that's it! if you
you want to know more fill in this form
and ask what you will. now have a look at the rest of the site and don't forget to
sign the guestbook! cheers... |
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