The Early Years
Either that fairy or I was brought up in a small Wiltshire village. With no brothers or sisters and only a few children to play with locally, I had to occupy myself and develop a good imagination.
When I was six, my teacher picked up on this and gave me a special exercise book to write down my stories – my life as a writer had begun! The first stories were about unicorns and dragons. Dad was so impressed he wanted to get them published (but that's dads for you – they were good, but only for a six-year-old). Throughout school, I always enjoyed creative writing (though I was hopeless at spelling), and reading was a big part of my life.
I've still got most of my childhood books, and judging by what's on my shelves, I must have been a fan of Enid Blyton. More memorable books include Mortimer the Raven, Supergran, Mrs Pepperpot, the Moomintrolls, the Narnia series, the Dark is Rising and the works of Edith Nesbit.
And then there was Doctor Who. Just look at all the books – need I say any more! The best thing the television series taught me was the cliffhanger at the end of an episode, and I always like to include a hook at the end of each of my chapters. The modern series of Doctor Who doesn't have so many cliffhangers, but I'm still a fan.
Throughout school, I had a faint dream of becoming an author one day, but then I was tempted away to other things ... SCIENCE – Aaaah!
Continue to ... The Science Years
Well, that’s me – or so I’m told. To be honest, I can’t remember the photo being taken. For all I know it was a changeling fairy pretending to be me (remember that when your parents show you photos of a hideous dribbling thing and claim it was you).