About

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My name is Duncan Toms.

I was born near the start of the 70s in the twentieth century in a part of north London near where Tottenham play football. I don't remember that part of my life because when I was one and a half we wisely moved to the Wiltshire countryside and lived in an ex-farmhouse on the edge of a village, a large common one side and seemingly endless fields in the other. Men played football there too, on the common. Anywhere that wasn't the village or the nearest town I thought was 'London', and over every hill was the seaside. We lived here until I was 18 and by then I had been trained in various arts: underachieving, revision planning but no revision, beanbag sitting, and being alone. Then it was Portsmouth, and pubs and video games and slacking and later becoming an almost vegetarian and learning some yoga. This was before Portsmouth were any good at football. Later there was living in the Lake District, Bath and lately, the Hampshire countryside. No football here except kickabouts at the school where I live. I like yoga and surfing and learning to be well and relaxing and walking and being outside and being indoors. I don't like football.


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