Matthew Watkinson

I’m an occasional background artiste (movie extra), a frequent contrarian, a current natural history pipe smoker of the year (self-declared), a budding philosopher (I’d like to say we all are, but independent thought is actually extremely rare), a one-time author (On the Destiny of Species), a two-time adventurist (one rickshaw run and one mototaxi junket), a three-times a lady, a former wrestling fanatic (oh how I cheered The People’s Elbow!), a wannabe smallholder, a used-to-be animal physician (beef locum – no herds), a latent criminal, a possible anarchist and my hobbies include firewalking in paper wellies and skydiving in a cling film parachute and concrete underpants. I also make chutney.