Trying Gods’ patience since 1966


Greg Bray is amazed on a daily basis to discover he is over 50, still slightly overweight and still living in Gladstone.

He has no idea why he enjoys writing semi-humorous blog posts, crappy novels and unbearable poetry, but suspects it’s a form of therapy, and hopes to one day make it a full time ‘unreal’ job.

In his real jobs he’s been a petrol pump jockey, fitter and turner, house washer, car detailer, valve monkey, grave digger, cadet reporter, job hunter for the disabled and right now, has stepped off the full time employment cliff (again) for a role as a support worker.

Greg is not used to writing, or talking, about himself in the third person; like ‘The Donald’.