I’ve always enjoyed writing. I promised myself that one day I would write a novel. And so I did – 'The Butterfly and the Bear.' The first, I hope, of many.

 

On leaving school I worked in London - firstly in insurance but eventually for a shipping company which ultimately led to me setting up a shipping agency specialising in the movement of refrigerated cargo. 30 plus years later, I’m still involved with that Company, but no longer on such a day-to-day basis.

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I’ve always been a keen sportsman and although I still maintain an interest in most sports, especially cricket, I find my “playing career” has now gravitated towards the more sedate pace of golf. I enjoy horse racing - watching of course, not riding - and have been fortunate enough (hmm, is that actually the right expression?), to experience the ups and downs of owning a share or two in several of those magnificent animals.

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Born in London I seemed to have made gradual steps northward and now live in Suffolk. (Not that far north I know, but I did say gradual). I have a grown-up daughter and son who live locally and although they’re now making their own way in life, and I see them often, I do miss those times when

they were children.

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I think I’ve always enjoyed writing. At school, although I would often veer a little of the subject, I loved the stories you could create using just pen, paper, and a little imagination. What is referred to as poetry I found could tell a story in a quicker and often more colourful way. On a more personal level, I find I have often found comfort in “writing to myself” - effectively discharging feelings onto paper where I could more easily try to make sense of them.

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Writing something that brings a smile (or sometimes a tear) to a reader is a rewarding experience. In these days when life seems so geared towards something more mechanical, perhaps a writer subconsciously just feels the need to stir an emotion? Perhaps to keep us mindful that we are not, as

the internet often asks – robots.

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Gary