| Name | Nicholas Jackson |
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| Nickname | Nick (what else!?) | |
| Persona | Sir Nicholas de Cantilupe, Baron of Greasley | |
| Colours | gules and azure, a chevron argent three leopards jessant de lis |
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| Field rank | Knight | |
| Age | 36 (on the cusp of middle-age). | |
| Favourite Drink | Marston's Pedigree (Pepsi Max, really, but that makes me look like a wuss) | |
| Favourite Jelly | Lime | |
| Favourite Weapon/Combo | Battlesword with buckler, although the spear is gaining a place in my heart | |
| In real life... | Software Engineer | |
| Biography: |
Nick has a degree in Computing and Information Systems from Bradford Uni, and actually works in his chosen career, having finished his degree before students got crippled by loans.
He has worked in lots of things that make computers keep track of safety stuff, like north sea gas rigs (just after Piper Alpha), British Rail signalling (just after Clapham), and nuclear power (just after Sizewell B). He actually had an off-shore survival and fire-fighting qualification at one time. He reckons he has a great sense of timing. Now he works for a company with a lot of defence contracts, making sure that soldiers can send lewd emails to each other from the battlefield (or spam to Iraqi officers). Nick has been with Team Falchion since June 02, has taken part in all displays to date, and has performed at the Tales of Robin Hood. His interests include wargaming and ice hockey. Other pastimes include reading Pratchett, Holt, celtic and Arthurian mythology, trying to get a tune out of a pennywhistle, and fiddling around writing webpages. His cats think he's strange. They whisper it behind his back. Whilst they're packaging frogs into chocolate centres. |