Jay-Dee heard endless times during his police service he could tell a good story. By virtue of the fact he survived 30 years (mainly as a detective), bears testimony to that – especially when he reflects on certain investigations and situations – during a ‘lively, eventful career’.
By drawing on so many experiences, he’s ‘been there, seen it, done it’ and now in retirement does appear to be wearing many T-shirts! He hopes when his audience reads his books, they will agree he can still tell a good story.
Just turned 60, he now leads a much more genteel, relaxed life compared to before, perhaps at long last not such a mischievous big kid.
In between writing, he walks his two chocolate Labradors, Jasper and Rupert, and crown green bowls. Jay-Dee nearly forgot, (perhaps it’s old age) he enjoys the odd drink – normally 5, 7 or 9.
Jay-Dee’s pen name is derived from his two children’s middle names. His wife, Lisa, tells him he has been happily married for 36 years (and counting) – after an odd number of drinks, he is then brave enough to tell everyone: she really is just like one of the family.
The story of a boy with a dysfunctional upbringing, who faces depraved acts of violence and criminality and is saved by adoption in London and evacuation to Derbyshire to avoid the blitz of WWII.Thirty years on the searing drought of 1976 exposes two bodies under Ladybower reservoir. What’s the co...