Hmm. At some point I'll have to go backwards to go forwards. A lot has happened to me in the past few years, and all of it has direct bearing on where I am now and why I'm there.
I went to Cambridge. Got two degrees there. Went to Imperial, London. Got another one there. Went to America. Got assaulted by my PhD supervisor. Didn't get a degree there. Returned to the UK. Got a job. Not what I want to do, but it pays better than what I want to do right now.
Through all of this I have been loved, adored and comforted by Paul, my fiancé. Without him I don't know whether I'd have got through everything that's happened to date. I'm marrying him on 15 July next year. I can't wait.