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Who hell me?

In 1973, then aged 8, I wrote to children's author Elisabeth Beresford to bring to her attention a plot anomaly and some spelling discrepancies in her most recent novel The Wandering Wombles. She replied - I still have her charming handwritten letter on Wombles Ltd company headed stationery - acknowledging her errors, going on to opine that I "obviously had a very clear and retentive mind". A less generous interpretation of my letter would have been that I was being a pedantic little shit but it was a lovely thing to say. However she also suggested that a career in publishing awaited me..


It's taken me half a century but, after 38 years as a Chartered Accountant, I've heeded her advice, I'm done with numbers and am now a writer. Life is full of surprises.

I write about music, books, art, theatre and film in Scotland and beyond, with occasional contributions to Bella Caledonia. I'm also working on a memoir about my father, "12 Short Stories About Love".

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