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was born in Ireland, one September morn, neath the branches of a Sycamore tree. My mother died during childbirth and my father lost his site at the same time to a falling conker. He never forgave me for either incident. My therapist has since told me I have to accept partial reponsibility for my mothers situation but gravity alone was to blame for the thing with the conker. I digress....I was abandoned that very morning by my one eyed father and left to fend for myself. Were it not for a friendly family of squirrels and a hedgehog named george I would not be here today. They taught me the value of storing nuts and curling up in a ball when a car approaches. Lessons I've never forgotten. At the age of 7 I could no longer fit in the hole in the tree I had, until that point, called home and so it was time for me to move on. Hindered by the loss of a limb in the great squirrel war of 1985 I hobbled upstream whereupon I stumbled upon a small sailing vessel. For 4 and twenty day...