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Hello, I'm Phil.

I'm an old'ish bloke.

I live in an old'ish house in Berkshire with my 3 lovely old'ish dogs (two staffys and a dingo).


I've lived in deep south 'Merca and in Holland. I was born in Edinburgh, spent teenage years in Glasgow, then moved to London many years ago. All just fields back then, obviously.

I spend more time doodling with sound than with visuals, but I love b3ta and spend way too much time lurking around on here, and 'aving a larff.

Hello!

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Recent front page messages:

Looking forward to the inauguration ceremony in January...

edit/ Thanks for the kind comments it's my first anim.
(Mon 10th Nov 2008, 18:47, More)

knit one, pearl one.

Pink Floyd (Iraqi stylee) here - www.musicianmp3.com/artist/PhilM/
(Tue 7th Jun 2005, 20:13, More)

Go Paula go!

Pink Floyd - Iraqi stylee -
listen or download here
(Sun 17th Apr 2005, 12:33, More)

Best answers to questions:

» Encounters with Royalty

Golden comedy moment
About 5 years ago I went to a dinner and reception at Buck House (I used to go quite often - my company was v involved in the DofE Award scheme thingy).. anyway.. There were about 10 of us waiting in a smallish room for Prince Edward to show up. I was chatting to some fat cat (head of Reuters in Europe) as the doors were flung open and two footmen appeared ushering the princely personage in. As the doors started to open I saw Mr Reuters reaching out to help himself to a large handfull of the purple'ish crisps that were in a bowl on a side table. I guess he thought they were those beetroot crisps or something similar. Seconds later, just as the prince walked in, he spluttered and spat the mouthfull of pot-pourri into his hands and all over the carpet. And down his chin. Perfect timing.
(Thu 10th Aug 2006, 15:38, More)

» My Worst Vomit

In Amsterdam in 2001...
At about 7 in the morning, my girlfriend and I were on our way home from a fairly hectic night out dancing like crazy peepel. I was driving so I'd eased up on my intake a few hours previously, but my g/f had necked a little feller at about 6 and was coming up..

I needed petrol so pulled into a garage and stopped by the pumps. An attendant appeared beside the car, just as my girlfriend opened her door, leant out and vomited all over his shoes.

I immediately drove away.
(Sat 21st Aug 2004, 14:44, More)

» PE Lessons

In Scotland in the '70s..
they used to use "the belt" which was a long leather strap, split at one end. You had to hold your hands out straight, one under the other. The max dose of pain was 6 whacks on each hand.

Our PE teacher once gave it so hard that he ruptured an artery on the pupils wrist resulting in lots of blood on the floor. Great times.
(Thu 19th Nov 2009, 19:25, More)