Toby Williamson was born in Edinburgh. He’s worked in the field of mental health all his life and at times has experienced his own psyche under considerable strain. Idiosyncrasies, hubris and outsiders interest him, partly as ways of evaluating the world. Being married, living in the green and faded splendour of Crystal Palace, south London, writing short fiction for pleasure, and having a lorry driver's licence to fall back on if all else fails, currently work as a good recipe for his wellbeing.