A “bombastic adolescent bohemian” (to quote the immortal Dylan Thomas) with an obnoxious passion for all things fabulous and impractical — including whales, airships, and Oxford commas — Deborah is as much at home watching poncy foreign arthouse films on long-haul flights to Tokyo as she is reading about mediamorphoses and marine biology. She listens to indie pop and progressive rock, and enjoys indulging in just a little self-deprecating humour.