A~G was born at a very early age, completely naked and unable to walk, talk, or fend for himself. He overcame these difficulties and started writing poetry while still at school. Fortunately, all of this early work has been lost.
Four years in retail bookselling after graduation contained the career highlights of mistaking Philip Larkin for Eric Morecambe and failing to recognise Margaret Drabble, Phil Drabble, and Bob Monkhouse.
A publisher since 1989, he also writes and plays guitar, mandolin, keyboards, banjo, and concertina.
Whenever he plays concertina the dog howls, and the cats hide under the settee. Clearly they have no musical taste.
He is the author of two or three books.
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