Author
About me…
I was born in the New Forest at a cottage hospital near Fordingbridge in Hampshire, England.
Childhood was spent in Salisbury, a city with a strange mix of the ecclesiastical and the military. Beyond the garden wall lay a theological college, a cathedral, and friendships with the sons of bishops. At the end of the street stood a NAAFI where members of the armed forces caroused. Our milk bottles were used for hand grenade practice, being tossed through the windows of a car showroom opposite.
At the age of seven, there was a near miss from a Canberra bomber whilst playing in the garden. The jet swerved low overhead, stalled, and spun into the ground, exploding by the nearby River Avon.
I attended Chafyn Grove, a private preparatory school, where I longed to be cast in the school plays but was not considered pretty enough.
In Salisbury, there were also frequent visits to the local Infirmary. The result was a total loss of hearing in my left ear, and from then on, communication became a whimsical affair as I second-guessed my way through life.
At thirteen, I boarded at a school in Dorset. There, I thrived on a regimen of morning runs and cold showers. I was also allowed to perform in the school plays, and I caught the acting bug.
At fifteen, I wrote my first script for BBC Bristol and made my first TV appearance in a fundraising appeal to restore the School’s Abbey church. My co-presenter was the Dorset celebrity Ralph Whiteman.
Life in the professional theatre began at the New Theatre Bromley. Here, as a student ASM, I assisted Goon Michael Bentine in building a gorilla suit and pitched the theatre into black when I forgot to switch on the mains during a crossfade.
At RADA, I trained to become an actor and discovered stage fright.
Armed with an acting diploma and several ferocious Alsatian dogs, I immediately went on to guard premises near Heathrow, at Tower Bridge, and at Consolidated Gold.
Joining Olivier’s National Theatre at the Old Vic, I ‘Jumped’ for Tom Stoppard, kissed Maureen Lipman as an 18th-century Juvenile, and passed the sugar to Anthony Hopkins’ Coriolanus in the canteen.
For twenty years, I trod the boards. As a jobbing actor, I toured the country, did TV stints on Z Cars, soaps, and dramas, and appeared in comedy shows from ‘Les Dawson’ to ‘Only Fools and Horses’. In the film ‘Birth of the Beatles’, I played Brian Epstein.
My thespian life was a mix of camaraderie, laughter, blind terror, and the sublime, all of which vanished into the ether.
Alongside writing and appearing regularly on BBC children’s TV, I was offered the chance to train as a BBC studio director.
Gradually, life as a performer gave way to life as a director, producer, and writer, with countless hours of children’s television and hundreds of scripts, stories, and songs.
Around every corner, opportunities and experiences were seized to share with viewers, whether building trains and planes, sailing hot-air balloons, exploring a tin mine, or tapping into the Irish music scene. Stories were inspired by people and places.
Visiting the Isle of Mull during a January snowstorm, and nine months later, 126 episodes of Balamory had been created, cast, scripted, and produced with Helen Doherty and Lucille McLaughlin.
A trip to Iceland and the story ‘The Snowflake Fairy’ was written to become a BAFTA winner.
Following the creation of Balamory, Tattiemoon, a successful Scottish independent TV company, was founded together with producer Helen Doherty.
At Tattiemoon, Me Too and Woolly and Tig were produced, attracting billions of views worldwide.
Writing books was a natural progression.
‘What’s the Story?’ is retrospective and ‘JJ’ is historical. Looking forward to the next book, wherever it may lead.