Wombattery

picture by Dotty Finlow

A Yorkshireman living in the rural green hills of Lancashire, Michael Wombat is a man of huge beard. He has a penchant for good single-malts, inept football teams, big daft dogs and the diary of Mr. Samuel Pepys. Abducted by pirates at the age of twelve he quickly rose to captain the feared privateer ‘The Mrs. Nesbitt’ and terrorised the Skull Coast throughout his early twenties. Narrowly escaping the Revenue men by dressing as a burlesque dancer, he went on to work successively and successfully as a burlesque dancer, a forester, a busker, and a magic carpet salesman.

The fact that he was once one of that forgotten company, the bus conductors, will immediately tell you that he is as old as the hills in which he lives. Nowadays he spends his time writing, telling tall tales in his bio, and pretending to take good photographs. You can have a good laugh at his blog or his photographs, but most of all please go and mock him mercilessly on Twitter or Facebook. Michael Wombat has published over one book. Other authors are available.

Blogs

Now then, while you can click the little icons peeping out from the menu bar above to find me and chat on various social media sites, you might also be interested in several other blogs that I run, some more infrequently updated than others. Click on any picture to see a particular blog.

Cubic Scats – my personal blog about writing and whatever else tickles my fancy.

Wombat’s World – my photography site.

Woof and Ready – hundreds of shops & business with punning names.

Photographs of wildlife taken as we really see it – from a long way away.

In the Hands of Morpheus – my dreams and wonky sketches – sheer vanity on my part.