Around 18 months ago, I started writing about this character, but I never actually found out his name. He ran a bookshop that he had inherited. He is probably autistic, and has tenancies toward being a savant.
e used to bet on pantomime horses and somehow always win. As the chief clown he always knew which way the wind blew because quite frankly, he was the one blowing the raspberries. Always the contrary cha