Cam St.Clair

Cam's a music lover, a geek, a hypochondriac and an antidisestablishmentarianist. He considers himself to be on a life long mission to prove that perhaps not ALL people born in Tasmania are defects... Just most of them.

Growing up in Launceston was hard work for Cam. So hard in fact that he moved as soon as he could afford it. But Tasmania did, in fact, bare some fruit for him as a youth. And no, not apples - that joke is as dead as the one about two heads.

His first "proper" job, other than mowing lawns for a sleazy old beer-gut down the road, was at Blockbuster Video. Hours upon hours were spent discussing the exact meaning of the film Bad Boy Bubby, and trying to nick preview tapes from the Managers Cupboard. After doing "work experience", which involved sitting on the back step puffing durries with the Operations Manager, at Southern Cross Television, he made the shift into media as a Videotape Operator. Many late nights watching Dawsons Creek, The Panel and The Simpsons soon followed, until one fateful day he jumped behind the camera during the live local news.

After meeting the weather girl, Dani, and thinking she was pretty hot, Cam pursued her with keen interest and intent to marry her and have children.

Cam and Dani, now married, moved to the glorious Central Coast in 2003, after a disastrous two year stint in Australia's Plastic Capital. In 2004 they increased the worlds population by one with the birth of Avalon, then again in 2006 with Milana, two kids; up yours China! Ever since the births, Cam has been blamed for the Central Coasts water crisis, the Afghani food shortage and Hurricane Katrina.

Outnumbered by females 3:1 in his own home (4:1 if you include Noggin the Cat), Cam spends he days trying to reclaim his masculinity by reading FHM and laughing out loud at the articles.