GP Taylor lives in the shadows of a medieval castle and the rugged North Yorkshire Moors overlooking the cold Oceanus Germanicus. He has spent most of his life in search of the eternal truths and finally believes he has found the reason why he inhabits a tiny space on this planet. In his spare time he enjoys looking at the stars and eating at the Ivy. If anyone is so bold as to ever want to contact him he can be emailed at
[email protected]. GP Taylor apologises that as he was born in 1762, he has a pathological dislike for telephones and can only write with a quill pen. He is a friend of Charlemagne and during the Boer War worked as a stage hand at the London Palladium.