Thirty years of age. A spendthrift and ne'er-do-well, variously employed in the church, the book trade, newspapers and tourism. I am at present, a student.
A poor hand with a sabre and an only passable pistol shot, I am fondly remembered by all those who never lent me money.
This is my blog, where I will indulge my habit of rambling about my hobby without boring either my friends or my wife.
