Don’t let the title mislead you. As the Merchant of Words, I’m not related to the Merchant of Venice.
To be honest, Shakespeare never appealed to me. Neither did academics. Thus, I just about managed to complete my schooling – or let’s just say that my teachers got fed up of me. After all, I was an immense strain on their conscience. It couldn’t have been easy deciding where I deserved fractional marks for an answer i.e. a 0.3 here or a 0.6 there etc., could it? Suffice it to say that my academic success in school resembled a village