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Caustic and trenchant, Parky the Lincoln
hypochondriac is a living paradox. An outstanding gentlemanly exterior is
forever fighting the unruly yob within, or is it the other way around? A
man of consistently humourous and shockingly dry, intellectual barbs, Steve
has always had a magnetic aura about him. IT contractor, suave businessman,
shit-shovelling farmer – he’s done it all and he’s done it with aplomb.
Born into a farming community, he honed that aloof
and risible arrogance from his time spent in France. That veneer was
tarnished soon after joining The MAD however, following several displays of
pique and the use of his bat as a javelin. He claimed fatherhood smoothed
his edges, but we begged to differ. Shake Steve’s hand and that
contemptuous sneer we all came to love would be betrayed by his eyes.
Steve has been largely absent in recent years, but
that might have something to do with his living hundreds of miles away in
Lincolnshire. He’s still playing cricket of course,
reckons he’s a batsman now and has threatened to return to play another
game or two?
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