My father was born in England to Irish immigrants. Although my Father's attitude to organised religion was luke-warm my English-born mother placated my Grandparents by sending me to a Convent school in Surrey which my parents' could ill afford.
I didn't learn an awful lot about religion at the convent, or much else for that matter other than boys but I used to love listening to my Grandparents' stories about their lives a lot of which I am sure were made up to keep the child happy.
I live in the country in the South of England with my two children and various pets. When I am not cleaning, feeding or consoling either a child or pet I write stories which I hope are sensitive and humorous.
After almost six years the World War II blackouts had been lifted. The under stairs cupboard which seconded as a totally ineffective air raid shelter, could now be emptied; curtains could be opened, and car headlights could be switched on.
Mark has never been successful with woman and has been teased mercilessly by his colleagues to the point of humiliation. Suddenly he has the chance of a lifetime to fulfil his great fantasy - a weekend away with Kath the most glamorous and lusted after woman in the office. The journey is one Mark will never forget…
Slight Adult content.