About Me

1960 was a seminal year, not so much because it was when I was born, but it did see the appearance on the human stage of celebrated authors Ian Rankin and Neil Gaiman, as well as actors Hugh Grant and Colin Firth.

I know nothing of their backgrounds, but I can say that reading and writing were not a natural fit for me, plagued as I was by mild dyslexia, or is that dysexlia. No, it was maths, physics and chemistry all the way for me, leading to tertiary education at the University of Bath, some awful essays about the role of the engineer in society and an enjoyable career in power engineering consultancy.

After chasing around the world for three decades, during which project communications went from well-considered telex messages to peremptory texts, I ended up living in New Zealand, where, after hanging up my gloves, I decided to confront the painful memory of my literary deficiencies. What better way than by taking up writing as a hobby? It's challenging, frustrating, annoying, and rewarding all at the same time. But somewhere deep down, compulsion lurks and will not be denied.