Zander Nyrond was found one stormy night in 1955 in the first, and so
far only, documented case of a "corn splodge." He distinguished himself at
the age of two by announcing that he had read War And Peace: on further
investigation, it was discovered that he had in fact read only the title.
A little later, to the consternation of all, he began to sing, in a
cracked and nerve-wracking voice, songs of his own composition. Forty
years later, he has not stopped yet, and though the voice, through simple
friction, has of force improved, the songs, as someone said, remain the
Zander is tall but not distinctively so, portly, unkempt and prone to fade
into the background when not performing. Several backgrounds have taken
out restraining orders as a consequence. He lives in the mid-west of
England, enjoys having friends, pets and a wife in no particular order,
and hopes to continue doing so in no particular order till the world
finally gets tired of him and makes something else to play with.