GeorgeRostov

A bored bawd, George Rostov decided to chronicle his repulsive life as a wart-ridden Soho escort specialising in 'perversion, philandering, and the petting of portly politicians" in the form of a series of vulgar novels and poetry collections, some early (and somewhat dog-eared) editions of which now fetch upto 60p on ebay. Despised by the literary scene, hated by the intelligensia and quite often harrassed by unruly (not to mention perpetually inebriated) members of the Croydon Women's Sewing Society, he leads a lonely life in a flea-infested bedsit in which his only occasional visitors are married men dressed in grey raincoats asking if the Swedish masseur still lives in the flat above.

Here, gathered for the first time, are an assortment of video clips and live performances of the modern day Baudelaire, a writer whom the Thamesmead Times proclaimed as 'the scandelous saviour of queer-lit', and whom CrimeWatch branded as 'a cheap and nasty handbag snatcher'.

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