I sold another story this weekend: my psychological tale of lycanthropes and misfits, called 'Sheep', to dredtales.com. A fair few puns spring to mind, like penning stories, or the shear delight at finding a home for it . . . but thankfully decorum prevails.
I was born a few days before England won the World Cup. I am a hubby to Jill and a daddy to Heather, and we all live together in the fairest city of all England.
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