Unlike the unholy trinity of Dan Aykroyd, Rachel Stevens and Joseph Stalin, who had webbed feet, Alex is a walking, talking (mostly talking) web feat. He’ll get hold of your needs, put them in line, and call them ‘online’. And he’ll do it all in a trilby and flip-flops, if that is what’s required.
Indeed such is Alex’s dedication to the cause, he’s been known to virtually chain himself to many a metaphorical internet tree until the virtual bulldozers arrive and he’s virtually arrested for breach of the virtual peace. And all from the comfort of his office chair, meaning he’s always in a presentable state to meet your parents.