Just the place to bury a crock of gold. I should like to bury something precious, in every place I've been happy. And then when I was old, and ugly and miserable, I could come back, and dig it up, and remember.
My name is Oliver St John Gogarty-Hames. I am a
43 years old man from
Castlebar,
Ireland.
About myself I can say the following: I have
blue eyes and my hair is
blond. I
am average and I am
of medium stature.
I'm
straight and at present I
am single.
I'm here
for making friends,
to find like-minded people,
for sharing photos,
for chatting and
for dating.
Briefly about my habits: I
am a night owl. Among drinks I prefer
anything.
I live
in a different way. I
do not have children, maybe someday.
I'm 42, I think. Don't know how they managed to get it quite so wrong. Younger son of the Marquis of Marchmain yadda yadda yadda. Please don't ask me about my family. Look them up in Debrett if you really want to know.
I'm at Christ Church College, Oxford, not studying very hard at all I'm afraid. My friend Charles and I favour a rather more epicurean lifestyle. Drinking the finest wines known to mankind is our greatest indulgence. Lately, it's something of which I've become perhaps a little too fond. I think Aloysius is a bad influence after all.
Those who know me might say I'm charming, amusing, eccentric, with an epicene beauty; but I know I'm very, very wicked. Every night I pray "Oh God, make me good, but not yet." I find being a Catholic very difficult. My one wish is to be left alone. Yet I feel that I am caught with an unseen hook and an invisible line which is long enough to let me wander to the ends of the world and s
