Man in a hat is an escaped inmate of one of the most curiously unnerving minds ever to be allowed into society. Man in a hat was thought into existence in an idle moment in the margin of something else and has spent the last nine years digging a tunnel with a cake fork hidden behind a poster of Morgan Freeman. He exists simply to be. He has no particular purpose and serves no calling save the noble cause of comforting whimsy.
Having spent a long and interesting holiday down the back of a sofa in a Viennese riverside bar, he returned to England in the spring of 2011 and now stands guard over the thoughts of his former creator in the hope that they will not escape and upset the balance of causality.
No. I have no idea what all this means either. Anyone for tea?