Growing up on a farm with his father, he learnt how to hunt from a young age. Leaving home, and moving to the nearby city of Exeter, Jeff became a mechanic in Tim's Autos. After five years of working for Tim, Jeff had saved enough money (with some help from his father) to buy the business.
His accountant, Mary, was blonde and had huge vision for the company. She really admired Jeff's enormous sense of determination. Together they built Tim's autos into one of the most successful garages in south-west England. After selling the company for millions, Jeff went on a bender to rival all benders.
He discovered cocaine, wooly hats, and sunglasses. This would forever define his new style. After parting in Japan for 6 months he found himself mixed up with the Yakuza. Upon meeting the boss, he was given one of the highest ranks in the Yakuza's hierarchy. Jess was starting to make a name for himself, and the media was catching on to this eccentric millionaire mobster.
After 3 tattoos, four heists, and a quick dabble in heroin, it was time for Jeff to go back to the farm. He needed to find who he was truly meant to be. Returning home, he realised his father had died, leaving the farm to Mary, whom he had married. Mary had turned the farm into a children's theme park - Holloway Fields.
Jeff returned to his life of intoxication, and he took up refuge in Siberia - where he hunted wolves for the local farmers. He earned himself the nickname 'Wolfhunter Jeff', a name which he felt to be utterly ridiculous.
Slowly making his way south from Siberia, out of the cold, through China, he found himself in Tibet. Here is where he met a Master of Taoism. Jeff, seeking rescue from his addictions, began to learn of the Tao.
Realising that his existence, and the existence of all around him is merely a concept, Jeff was able to transcend his earthly miseries. He took up calligraphy, and began taking long walks in the Himalayas.
One day, on his long walk through the skies, he encountered a monkey. The monkey was not startled by Jeff, but instead curious. It jumped up on his shoulder, and began to rest. Jeff, seeing the monkey was quite happy, decided to continue walking along the path, well beyond where he would normally walk.
He reached the Himalayan country of Bhutan - a place he could call home. He knew the monkey had led him here. He named the monkey Montgomery, and they would be loyal companions. After taking up the art of archery, Jeff found himself in a tournament held by the king.
In a freak archery accident, Montgomery received an arrow to the skull, killing him instantly. Jeff once again returned to alcohol and drugs. After leaving Bhutan for India, and catching a plane for London, Jeff was all about done with life.
Suddenly his plane plummeted to the sea. Where has Jeff woken up?