Days ago I signed up for Twitter, all seemed rather E.T to me but I am about to pursue an NCTJ in Journalism and curiosity kills the cat; my curious nature obviously getting the better of me.
I've been curious ever since I smashed an egg on my sofa as a 2 year old in a vain attempt to make scrambled egg. My culinary skills now stretch as far as a ham sandwich, or a cordon bleu beans on toast, for the lucky ones who stay til the morning ;-)
I often wonder what odds bookies would give on a seagull shatting on the bald patch of Ross Kemp then I remember I have better things to do, like ensuring my Jalfrezzi is eaten before the up coming sell by date. I'm passionate about food. I'm 186cm, and hovering round 14 stone - I'm not a fat bastard though, I'm in fairly good nick 'coz' I'm also passionate about gym. All of these ingredients make me a LAD.
Part of my aim on twitter is to boost my profile and create a social-network celebrity. Why should this be Kev Williams? Why the F*CK not!? Money makes the world go round but the old cliche and adage applies - certainly in Kev Williams' world, it doesn't buy happiness.
So why am I here? Signed up a while ago, I decided for my journalistic nature it was probably wise to come back and give it a go. I gingerly took up the challenge of the egg and spoon race in the beavers as a 7 year old and prevailed with a winners certificate - budget obv didn't stretch to a medal - so I'm on here to try and set the world alight... lets be honest, who is actually interested in reading about Stephen Fry's back door alumini!?
Follow me here for the story of 10-week NCTJ diploma - sounds dull? Studying normally is I suppose, but I will offer an amusing take on the days events and current affair news stories.
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