About

I come from the Yorkshire at a time when we did O'Levels at school. I came incredibly close to failing my English language course. I could read and write but beyond simple communications it just didn't click for me, similes, metaphors, analogies, none of it made much sense to me. I wasn't interested.

I did science based A'Levels, but I wasn't deemed to be bright enough to do anything with the computer. That was a state of the art system that ran off punched cards that had to be sent in the post to the University. Nothing much lost there then. Home computers weren't a thing yet.

Sadly I wasn't good enough to play snooker for a living. I got really fed up with costing and stock control in a smoky office. I got a job on a road construction site. They had a mini-computer. I learned to program it and went to Leeds Poly to learn more. Later they changed it into a Metropolitan University. I refused to be part of their alumni program when they couldn't put my name right on the letters they sent to me. It's still a mystery why they thought I was called Morrison. I don't think they cared that much.

I worked for a small company doing microprocessor development. I had so much fun that I didn't notice I was earning less than it was costing me to live. That was a lesson learned the hard way. Thanks Jim.

Moved on and did more of the same except I ended up doing more writing. Design documentation, manuals, proposals, resignations, applications, contracts, computer programs. Not a bad working life when the dust finally settled.

I learned to be a hypnotherapist. I helped a few people. Found out I was really bad at business. Who knew marketing was such a key to success?

When the time came, I became that man who goes for walks. I never wanted that, but it's better than I thought it would be. I never imagined being in my sixties.

I wrote a blog post for my hypnotherapy website. It made me laugh, it was an interesting concept. I decided to make it into a novel. Like you do. Wow, so unexpected.

I'm still doing it. Along with maintaining the fabric of the house, doing structural parts of the garden, rebuilding the hot tub electronics, hanging out at the climbing wall and rebuilding my knees. I guess you call it living 😁