Biography

Despite managing to get a place in the local grammar school Jim (real name: James Matthews) was nevertheless guaranteed a place underground in the local pit as he neared sixteen, by unexpected death of his father which made him the family breadwinner. Earning was essential for the family.

A life-pattern, it now seems was being set: though at the time no inkling could be had.

From there through local steelworks, iron foundries and assimilated plants he muddled on to join, in a desperate bid for freedom, the RAF aged 21.

He was sent, after technically superior training as a radar/crypto/communications technician, in 1964 to Tobruk in the Libyan Desert: a 2-year “punishment posting” for his “Bolshie” conduct.

Who’d have thought, he often wonders, that this would lead that boy to serve in three different Desert Air Forces?

RAF El Adem, Tobruk; The Sultan of Oman’s Air Force, Muscat; The Royal Saudi Air Force (British Aerospace), Riyadh; these each guaranteed yet further essential incomes around the Middle East, as, added to the Engineering skills, T.E.F.L. Teaching became invaluable when, in time, his own divorce came along and his three children needed funding.

He has just dedicated his first book to his two grandchildren.

If he remains ‘sane’ after these bizarre, oppositionally synchronised 'life-choices', it is through the continuous scribbling, doodling, painting and music through which diverse

Tails of Millennium Farm by Jim Fallon Matthews
Printed by Trafford Publishing  (ISBN Number: 978-1-4269-1227-6)
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Gaunt Pharm estate is where local children, students, professors, media, medics and landed marketing interests are locked in conflicting conspiracies to pervert land, animals and food resources.

istortions of farming practices prove to be the indicators of steps to the financial re-configuration of humanity.

Aboard a fleet of mystical dimensions; the sail clog, the steam boot, the high heel balloon, the welly plane and others; (Slipper Copter, Sandal Coach etc) And guided by the mysterious privet folk (the foot gypsies): Sootheen, Dubinney, Mayanna and Pogoon,  they set about re-ordering catastrophe with the help (‘across later time...’) of willing spirits in the local university commercial pharmaceutical labs. Among their encounters are; the price cow, the limbless lamb, the needle pig dish, the radio head swan...and their omnipresent covert ally...the otter celt.

The story champions the personal discovery, vision and inspiration of childhood; cherished by William Blake over the brutal, army-issue, government-stamped, lion-on-egg, pass-or-fail, press-baron, degree-mentalism sanctioned by Isaac Newton.
Moving through nightmare environmental conclusions from mining village to farms through universities to supermarkets, the only defence and possible salvation is the stubborn imagination and spiritual context through which the kids perceive and combat the evils.

Meanwhile, the 600,000 simultaneously wagging tongues of the giant omni-tongue-head-prototype proceed with re-dictating national and international supra-conciousnesses..

Vast panoplies of wreckage and perversion visited on the land, animals and on their very souls by satanic Californians who are the bankers and the dons lie ranged amid military-industrial complexities in this menace to salvation.