Welcome to Nick Cook .net – my little corner of the internet. The personal web home of the miserable, malcontent moaner Nick Cook. Devilishly handsome, dangerously aloof, often dressed like a James Bond villain, half machine (a hearing aid), half man, the one and only surgically enhanced Nick Cook. 13.7 billion years in the making, not that much better for it. Please try to not get too excited.
Strangely enough my name is Nick Cook and I can’t hear you over the sound of how awesome I am. Or maybe I can’t hear you because I haven’t got my hearing aid in. I am the unstoppable force behind this website, any views expressed here are my own, they also happen to be right.
Supernerd, space geek, science and history nerd, extreme dog walker, dinosaur hunter, severe tinnitus sufferer. A doorstep daytripper and cash strapped consumer who knows more about medieval swords and weapons than is probably healthy. I am not particularly bothered about your ill-informed opinions or your pointless, money, celebrity obsessed lifestyle. How Mrs Cook puts up with me is quite frankly a mystery.
No, I’m not that Nick Cook that investigates UFO’s, Area 51 or other hokey stuff like that. You wouldn’t believe how emails I get about it. I do however like space related stuff. My astrophotography and other images have been featured on The Sky At Night, BBC, stolen by the Daily Mail and featured in other publications including Astronomy Now, Sky At Night magazine, Zoo, Nuts, popular astronomy books and university teaching books. Probably also the only astrophotographer without a Flickr account.
Why this site? Memories fade like photographs in the sun.
Professional corporate experience can be found on LinkedIn. Now marvel in my awesomeness and view the rest of the site. But rest assured wretched denizens that your meek pandering will fall on deaf ears and only your indebted servitude to my digital omnipotence will save you. Hopefully.