Out of the Goldfish Bowl

The Premise of the novel is that the Universe is controlled by a computer program, consisting of subprograms which control their assigned aspects of creation to ensure its smooth running. The system was written by The Programmer at the beginning of time, when he created the Universe. One such subprogram, the Time Monitor, is alerted to search out and find a foreseen potentially disastrous event. More

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About Bryn Jones

I was born in Hawarden, a village in North Wales, about six miles from Chester and four miles from the Wales/England border. At my birth, I had two brothers, one, Charlie, being twelve years old, the other, Peter, was fifteen years old. My mother, who had built a successful career, was not pleased at the prospect of a new baby interfering with her stable lifestyle.

At the age of three, my mother got divorced and married a man who turned into a rather less than nurturing step-father, to say the least.

I was brought up in the nearby village of Sandycroft. During my schooldays, I was known as Brynley Pelling ("Pelling" being my step-father's surname). I was told it was something to do with ration books, but looking back, I think it was some sort of tax dodge. I attended Hawarden Grammar School for period of two years, after which, it was decided that I was more suited to a technical education and was transferred to Deeside Secondary Modern School in Shotton.

Meanwhile my home life deteriorated to my being a member of a perfectly normal dysfunctional family. All five of us lived in a two up-two down terraced house; my brothers and I sharing the same bedroom... and a bucket for late night inconveniences.

As I grew older, my stepfather became more and more obnoxious until it reached the stage where I avoided being in the house when he was there. He was forever calling me a pest and a nuisance and that I was sure to end up in Borstal. I also have strange recollections and dreams that some rather weird stuff was going on when I was aged between four and seven.

The school curriculum finished midway through the year, but I was not yet 15 until the following December, therefore, I wasn't allowed to leave school. I used to hang around doing odd jobs like making sure each class got their allotted quota of milk, and other time filling activities until I was fifteen. I eventually stopped going to school altogether before I was fifteen and used to frequent the billiard halls and juke-box cafes in Shotton where I was introduced to alcohol via the generosity of some of the older boys.

Home life, by now, was unbearable. So, at the age of fifteen I applied to join the Royal Navy as a Junior Engineering Mechanic (my mother couldn't sign the forms quick enough) and was sent to HMS Ganges in Shotley, near Ipswich in Suffolk. It was a shore establishment in which they taught the boys how to survive bullying, brutality, and with a little education thrown in. I often thought home-life was better than what I had let myself in for.

My first ship was HMS Belfast on which I completed a round the world tour; that was the last tour of duty the Belfast did.

HMS Belfast is now a museum ship, permanently moored near Tower Bridge in London (if I haven't given enough clues as to my age already, then, that last paragraph ought to clinch it)

After travelling around the globe by the time I was eighteen, By the age of twenty I had met, and married, my brother's baby-sitter. We have two sons, Paul and Graeme and after many ups and downs are still a united family.

I left the Royal Navy at the age of thirty two as a Chief Petty officer. I then spent my time working in several small engineering factories waiting for 'something to turn up', I finally ended up spending the last seventeen years of my working life in Trefn Engineering, a firm which did sub-contract work for British Aerospace, situated in Llay, which is near Wrexham
I have now settled down back in Hawarden and live about two hundred yards away from the house I was born in. I came a long way to get this far.

About the novel, "Out of the Goldfish Bowl".

Many years ago, my two lads and I watched a film called "War Games", In which some lads accidently break into a military establishment's war simulator via their own computer and inadvertently nearly cause world war three. After the film, I stood up and said "Right! I'm going to write a book on computers. This computer will be the one that governs the entire universe." My lads didn't laugh, which gave me a first glimmer of encouragement.

Over the years, I've gradually added bits, deleted bits, left it gathering dust on a cyber shelf for years, then have a new interest in it, only to lay it to rest again a few days later. After my retirement, and a lot of encouragement from a published writer, I decided to do some serious work on it until I dared to let a professional editor have a look at it. What you see before you now in the novel "Out of the Goldfish Bowl" is the result of half a lifetime's work. Although, it would be more accurate to say that it is the result of an idea that has bounced around my head during the course of half a lifetime.

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