Welcome to ‘STUFF’ bits and bobs about me...

I’m a Irish South African living in London, a city of six million people that all suddenly decide to get on the tube at the same time as me. I love my job, sleep late and live by the Thames; a huge sprawling pond that smells like old socks.

I’ve one brother, three sisters and eleven nephews and nieces, obviously I was raised a Catholic - something I’ve been trying to live down of late. I’m seeing an amazing woman - thanks to my night vision goggles - and feel she will learn to love me, as I place a lot of faith in Dr Mark Summers and his research on Stockholm Syndrome.

I’m one of the few people I know that have three dead girlfriends - yes, I’m more dangerous to women than an unchecked breast. Vicky died of a drugs overdose, Lynette was lost to cancer and Cheryl was murdered in Philadelphia - which has a strange effect on new partners. Most are wary, some are like “yes! No ex-girlfriend to worry about.”

I’ve done many jobs - but don’t really want to go into my time as a hitman - and now etch out a meagre living spouting about things that catch my interest and trying to write that break-through Hollywood screenplay. I’ve written for Sky Tv, Buena Vista and The BBC, which shows persistence will over come a lack of ability every time. Fuck it someone got Big Brother on the air.

I’ve performed at the Reading, Leeds, Cambridge and Guildford festivals, and at the 2008 TV Chief Awards. I’ve hosted promotional tours for Rebook, Fosters Ice and Oasis soft drinks as well as appearing on television and radio - not a bad way to produce coin.



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My Tv is my best-friend... His name is Tom and from a distance, in the right dress, heels and wig he looks a lot like Demi Moore. Modern Warfare is my Kryptonite, alcohol my Fortress of Solitude. I listen to Feeder, The Foo Fighters and most R&B.

Films such as Sideways, Nikita and The Crow keep me up till the wee hours, interspersed with episodes of Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip, The Wire and The West Wing. I used to surf - badly, skate well and fight competitively - averagely (Got my arse kicked on a few occasions). I played American Football for the worst team in England, with the ugliest cheerleaders, and have set foot on most of the continents.

They say the meek will inherit the earth, but I doubt they’ll get the mineral rights, so I figure I’ll try and coast somewhere between meek and menacing - meekacing. (Sounds like an indian shoe?)

Take care and say “hey” if you see me.

Adam.
Build a go-cart - Go-Cart plans are on the Gig’s page, email me and we’ll race... Seriously I mean it! Hit me up with a challenge.






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