There’s a man about our office we like to call Milton. It’s not his name, but we’re under a silent agreement that it’s acceptable to call him Milton.

Milton (the artist formerly known as Adam) is a mysterious dichotomy of a man. Little is known about this legendary figure, although folklore abounds, so any new information that might happen to leak out comes crashing through the redsauce office like a cannonball.

It’s hard to express how I felt when I saw Milton’s sleeve sidle its way up to reveal a spreading tattoo the size of Cuba. I recalled the exhilarating frisson of astonishment and intrigue I felt when they opened the hatch in Lost or the creepy little man-child discovered Bruce Willis was a ghost.

This is Milton we’re talking about here! Milton, who sits on the desk next to me and barely mutters three words a day (“Morning”, “Lunch” and “Bye” tend to be his bon mots of choice). Milton, who reads the Companion to Foucault in his lunch break. Milton, who always tucks into the exact same sandwich from Subway, down to the last gherkin. Milton, sweet, unfathomable Milton….

I won’t go into too much detail about his tat, but it centres around his favourite superhero and by all accounts it makes us look at Milton in a completely different way. A Jeykll and Hyde sort of fellow, without all the bloodlust and stomping around. But it got me thinking how this revelation kinda summed up the ‘saucerers and our content skills.

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