Poet

This is a story of competing identities! My original training was as a bookbinder at what was then the London College of Printing, and I worked for a while as a binder in Norfolk before a series of house moves made it impossible for me to keep the studio – removal men and first floor flats don’t mix with cast-iron boardchoppers and nipping presses.

Fortunately you don’t need much equipment for writing, and during this period my poetry began to be published by Bloodaxe Books (see my Bloodaxe page).

Another stroke of luck was a move that allowed me to start taking jewellery classes with Alice Goldsack in Bristol, which I did for several years while gradually building up the equipment for a new workshop of my own. At about the same time my British Blue cat Smokey came to live with me.

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Recently yet another move has given me the kind of space I’ve always wanted, and in the optimistic belief that space = time, I’m expanding into the virtual realm to gain even more of it, and to share some of the results.

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