Get your sick buckets ready. When Matthew Collins relocated to the U.K he had acquired an Australian accent so had to buy tapes on how to fake an Irish accent so he could fit in in Kilburn. Matthew enjoys drinking pints of Guinness and cheap lager and boring people to death of his tales about the far Right. Matthew has now become well known for singing Irish rebel songs with his pants around his ankles while stood on the pool table with a glass of lager in his hand in the local Irish bar. One night Matthew demanded that everybody in the pub should shake his hand and donate money to Hope Not Hate, which he would then spend in the nearest off licence. Matty carries all types of baggage with him including tins of Carlsberg special brew.
When Matty was in the far right he caused a number of groups to collapse by simply leaning on the leaders and applying pressure. Eventually Matty started to be careless and a number of patriots suspected that he was a "closet" homosexual. Some decent patriots had the moral decency to search through Matthew`s refuse collection bags. They were horrified to discover magazines with horrible fat overweight men in with contact numbers on their pictures. Matty had been paying these sad pathetic individuals money to join him in his cockroach infested flat in Brick lane and act out his sick fantasies.(see main photo). When Matthew was expelled from the nationalist movement he was so devastated that he started writing books on how he used to beat old ladies up who were attending anti B.N.P meetings at their local library.
