lil_shepherd bestowed upon me the letter N for the purposes of this meme. Let's see...
Something I love: Nyronds. I can't help it; they're my creation, and I love them. They go through hell doing what they do and get no useful profit from it. They live very much in the journey, if not actually in the moment. They never go to the loo and they all speak British English like any decent self-respecting space alien ought to do, and they constantly battle against that unregenerate side of their nature that keeps trying to turn their stories into Carry On films. And they don't die, and they never complain about that. (About many things, but not about that.) What's not to love?
Something I hate: noise. Whether it's a crying baby, a road drill or a hundred people all talking at once, it makes it impossible for me to think. I recognise that these things are natural, normal and probably something else beginning with N, so I try to absent myself unobtrusively and would never make a fuss about it.
Somewhere I've been: Newbury was the site of the first ever British filk convention.
aunty_marion drove me there and back, and I had an amazing time and barely noticed the guest of honour boasting about the gun she'd smuggled through British customs.
Somewhere I'd like to go: Norway. Just to see what it's like. Preferably when there's snow.
Someone I know: Nigel, who was my best friend at school, who built the first synthesiser I ever played, who is now wildly successful and with whom I am now almost constantly at odds due to political differences, which is kind of sad.
Best film: Night of the Demon. A classic horror, thoroughly British and much better than almost any description of it I've ever seen.
If you would like me to give you a letter, let me know in a comment.