In 1972, a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. Six years later a child escaped from a womb without a middle name. Today, still troubled by the lack of names, influenced by alcohol, a bit of spare time and deed poll, I've decided to claim Exotic as my name. I'm hoping to raise as much money as I can to help out the staff at Queen Alexandra hospital in Portsmouth. If I can raise £1000 I'll have Joe Exotic as my middle names and grow a mullet. It's especially important for me at the moment as my dad was taken in last night with a heart condition and has been very impressed with the great staff there. Thanks for reading this far,

Chris Coyne.