about me...

Born in Essex UK in 1973, second son to a loving mother and father, I had a childhood full of love and parents who only wanted the best for myself and my older brother. Even if as I grew older, full of angst and anger in my teenage years and early 20's, it was not as obvious to me then, as it is now.

My love of writing started when I was a young secondary school student. I went to an unexciting run of the mill state school during the 80's. There was very little to inspire or excite me there. I was a very average student, with very under average grades. One subject however lit the touch paper of my imagination. That subject was English. One particular teacher I remember, although very strict who certainly would not suffer fools at all, would bring stories and the written word alive for me. 

I remember him reading from novels. He would put emotion into what he was reading to the class. If the character cried, he cried, if they were angry and shouting, so would he. To the majority of the class, this was ammunition to be able to make fun of him. To me however, brought the stories and characters to life.

My love of writing and stories carried on into tertiary education. Again, another English teacher who encouraged me, had an imagination when it came to setting work. He continued to feed my creative spark.  

There were two pieces of work, which I remember to this day, that I could not wait to get home and write. One of the books we read was Brighton Rock by Graham Greene. I was fascinated by this story, the way with which the story twisted and turned. How the characters interacted. Our assignment was to write our own final chapter of the book. This to me,  was like handing me the keys to a sweet factory! Or Candy factory to my American friends!

So where am I now, decades later after leaving college, with, not much to show for it? I live in the beautiful county of Devon in the UK with my wife, and two children. Oh, and Dave the dog! In 2018 I rediscovered my love for writing. Initially starting a blog about being a father, and being me, to more recently witing poetry. 


I started to write poetry to help manage a particuarly intense bout of depression. I felt completely lost, alone and helpless. The only way at the time I could think of to deal with it, was to put it into words. To bring it alive, drag it kicking and screaming into the light, in an attempt to make it less daunting.  

I am a Christian and try to highlight through my writing that being so does not make me immune from the struggles life throws at us. nor am I perfect or better than anyone else. I write when inspiration strikes, which could be anywhere, and at any time of the day or night. I can often be found feverishly tapping away into the notepad app on my phone when an idea comes to me! 

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