I started my career in 1979, following in my father’s footsteps, by working in construction and training as a Civil Engineer. A year later the industry took a nose dive into recession and I was made redundant.
Under advisement from my parents, as I had no clue what to do next, I entered the exciting and wonderful world of accounting. Yes, there’s a little sarcasm going on there.
I ended up qualifying as an Accountant and worked in the profession for twenty four years, the last five in my own accounting firm which I set up with my wife. During these years I must have started at least fifteen novels and finished – you guessed it – zero.
Four years ago (I’m now 49 – when did that happen?), my son Ben (now 10) asked me to take three of his drawings, a dragon, a giant bee and a T-Rex, and write a story for him.