A lady of 30 years, I own a sick amount of books and graphic novels. I struggle against the oppression of office-wear, dye/shave/ignore my hair regularly, and love to hold Marie Curie look-alike contests. I cannot cook, swim, or tell time on analog clocks, although I bake delicious pies. I like plants and haiku and graffiti and all things Japanese. I knit and sew like a good little hausfrau, but would not self-identify as "domestic". My friends are loyal cider-drinking folks. My Mum is British and delightful, and my Dad is forgetful yet good-humored. My belongings are in storage while I continue on my search for the meaning of life. I'm on pause in Oakville, but am shuffling my real estate around to give me more freedom for that hobby farm with some sheep as well as my pied a terre in the city. In my head I'm already traveling to Japan, South America and back to Oxford for a good punt. I am unstoppable.