I was born into country into country life which I really loved until overtaken by polio, spending nine months in hospital under the care of sister Kenny. The treatment consisted of continuous heat, from hot baths to being packed in a bed of hot sandbags. I had a short reprieve of several months back on the farm before going back to hospital, but this time for six years.
I arrived home and very soon had work in a factory making babies clothes. then into a leather factory making leather goods.
From there I worked for Columbia Pictures as a film examiner.
I married and had three sons, and started writing after the death of my nine year old son in a hideous accident. I took up music teaching because of my love for music, until I found the toll of too many pupils and not being able to say no to desperate parents who wanted their children taught. I find writing relaxing and there are many stories to be told.
I became a freelance journalist and enjoy putting words on paper as my mind goes into action.