Marco Farrugia
Oxford, Oxfordshire
In the cold Mancunian autumn of 1993, an omnipotent, benevolent deity decided to bestow upon a family of less-than-privileged Northerners the gift of a son. Not just any son, however, for this son was to become a man of astonishing intelligence, unending kindness, heartwrenching beauty, and overwhelming modesty. And so he did, for that man is me.
Undergraduate linguist at the University of Oxford. Culture vulture. Conversationalist. Belly Dancer. Musician. Semi-professional homosexual. Imaginary pet rock owner. All-round eager beaver.