Born in Garstang, Lancashire.
With the little I know of my parents I'm tempted to conclude I'm living perfectly, though blindly, their seed's complete programme.
Had 3 previous relationships one of which produced a daughter, Jane. She has 2 children, Wren and John, who all live in Australia.
Met Blossom in 1975 whilst living at Bell House Farm, Mytholmroyd, West Yorkshire where we lived for 10 years in a house inhabited in 1770 by David Hartley who was hung for clipping and coining gold guineas. I moved there to spend more time writing and whilst there completed several manuscripts. Bell House'74, First Plonkout, Plonkout Too, The Tin Book, Roll of the Artist, 50p Takeaway, Lighthouse, the Hoylescards, Fondle to name a few. I created a performance set of poetry and was funded by the National Poetry Secretariat from 1981, to perform at different venues throughout the country, along with radio shows and the Edinburgh Festival.
Our time at Bell House was self-sufficiency at it's worst and best and whilst the writing thrived the house never accomplished plumbing and electricity and we sold it in 1985 to move to Arbroath in Scotland and then on to a flat in Letcombe Regis, Oxfordshire.
I stopped writing for a while following a happening whilst delivering a new radio monologue in Norwich and in the early nineties we bought a newsagents shop in Kings Lynn, Norfolk which we successfully ran for 4.5 years before selling it to buy a hotel in 1996, The Hotel Continental, Dovercourt.
It's the longest period I've spent anywhere and I was able to both design and build 14 unique bedrooms and 4 flats. Unfortunately we bought the flats just before the financial crash of 2007/8 and we struggled for several years to pay for their development against a backdrop of bank obstructiveness and then falling trade in the Harwich area. We believed appearances on Four in a Bed and Hotel Inspector would've helped to draw attention to the uniqueness of both our Hotel interior and the service we offered resulting in increased business, but it was too little, too late and just before Christmas 2016 we lost the battle.
Blossom and I live now at Walton on the Naze, I can see the sea as I write.
I am a poet , was born a poet, always was a poet and always will be.