Welcome to my garden!

We all do it. Conduct experiments. Adventuring. To differing levels, of course. To some, an experiment is mixing gin and rum. To others its mixing a mouse with a human ear. Same goes for adventuring, some consider a walk further than their local to be an adventure of gargantuan proportions, others consider sliding down the andes on a hubcab stolen from the wheel of a 1994 ford fiesta a walk in the park, so to speak. So this is the garden, the chronicle of my life. Or a close approximation.

Who am I? I'm a man of many talents, a trainer of the fabled ninja-monkey clan, a breeder of the lesser known, but no less deadly, platypusmen (Ornithorhynchus Sapiens, to be exact), world class adventurer and discoverer of the teal brolly of Sif, a gift to her from Thor himself. You won't find mention of it in any easily obtainable texts, but its real, and just as mighty Mjolnir, the hammer of Thor, has the power of thunder and lightning, Agatha (for that is the great brolly's name) has the power to keep rain from soaking the hair, except in high winds, when it can kind of tuck in under the brolly unless you keep it really close to your head.

And my garden? Its large, mostly grass, some nice water features, a little sand, a little stone, and some of the most unlikely wildlife to be encountered.