Julian Wolfendale was born in Reading, England in 1964. Given up for adoption he grew up in rural Buckinghamshire.
Following a troubled childhood and adolescence, with an unhealthy attraction to trouble, he joined the railway. Then after working as a manager for an international rail company in London for 13 years, he left to pursue his writing career.
Tracing his natural parents at the age of 30, led to the discovery that his father was a 60's rock star.
He now lives and writes at his home looking over the woods that, figuratively speaking, took him so long to get out of.
His first book, Yeah Baby, was featured both at the 2010 London Book Fair and Glastonbury festival.
His second book, Damaged Goods, received some great reviews, including one in Record Collector Magazine and one from Howard Marks aka Mr Nice.
His latest book, 'Not Quite Classic Cars', takes the reader back to the days when tinkering beneath the bonnet was a national pass time and car ownership was an occupation as well as a luxury.
What Other People Have Said..
'By the time he's in his 20s.... deliverance and a sense of purpose is long overdue, and the reader is practically punching the air as Julian goes straight and embarks upon the long journey back to his fundamental self.'
Extract from a review of Damaged Goods in Record Collector Magazine July 2011 by Marco Rossi
'Just finished your book. Could not put it down. Thanks for sharing, you are a unique individual in a good way.' G Bright on Facebook
'An excellent read - A rollercoaster ride from start to finish.' E Creamer on Amazon
Where to find Julian Wolfendale online
Where to buy in print
Not Quite Classic Cars. Saved From the Scrapyard With a Rusty Spanner. Car Repairs on a Shoestring.
This lovingly written little book recounts a true car enthusiast's thrifty repairs on cars that were never considered classics and mostly destined for the scrap yard!
Enough images and 'car stuff' for the mechanic in you; enough story even for those with only a passing interest in cars, this book is a fantastic window on an era when everybody tinkered with their cars to keep them on the road.
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