Nigel James Wilson was born in Sheffield - the City of Steel - on May the 20th 1966. From a very young age he was working in his father's bicycle shop building wheels by hand amongst a myriad of other jobs, six days a week. Later serving an apprenticeship in the shop's cellar and workshop building hand built bespoke steel cycle frames with the master frame builder himself, Nigel's father, Mr. J.F. Wilson. Better still, Nigel was brought home there after his birth in Jessops hospital, to the shop house, and at the time of writing, 53 years later, he is still there, living, working and now writing in a lifestyle unique, in the year of his father's 100th anniversary and his shop's 71st anniversary, which this book happens to mark.
Fris thinks he may one day fry in his own matter. A gigantic eye with a pupil 700 miles in diameter stares out into space. Smokey, a friendly feline, and Russ the terrier are very good pals who meet with adventure and a jolly man in green and his dear deer team. There are more Universes than t...
