This man wrestles notes out of an ageing alto sax, and occasionally writes lyrics about life as he sees it. He's another lead singer in the band, able to deliver quick-fire raps between honking stabs and signalling frantically towards the bar. He's played and toured with plenty of bands you've never heard of, and can sometimes be seen busking his way around town. When he's not playing sax, he wishes he was holding a guitar, cos he knows four chords, and is working on the fifth. He comes from Cornwall (and probably goes on about it too much). His favourite chainsaw is the Stihl MS 660. Tim couldn't give a toss about football, unless the day comes when someone's heard of Redruth FC.
Bloodshot eyes, ginger hair