I started writing for a living when I was taken on as a junior reporter on a weekly newspaper. I had a bike and a desk with a typewriter that was as big as a small car. At the end of my first week I got my wages (twenty two quid) in a small brown pay packet, about two pounds in expenses (for lunch while reporting a story on Drayton Snodsbury Womens’ Institute) and, get this, a copy of the newspaper for free. I thought I had died and gone to heaven.
Years went by, I got taken on by a national newspaper and life on the Street of Shame was everything that you see in films, only more bonkers. I loved it.
Then my husband and I decided to adopt two children and about two months after that all happened I discovered I was pregnant. Now, 20 years later, we have four kids and two grandchildren, and although we have our ups and downs, sometimes I still think I’ve died and gone to heaven.
I’ve also had some Mills and Boon novels published (under the name Sally Carr) and I’ve written some children’s books too (under my own name).
I started writing this blog because I wanted to write about writing, but I have to admit, that I soon realised I’d much rather write about the people I meet and the odd things that I’ve done.
Welcome to my blog.
I won this One Lovely Blog award in September. See my thanks to Jools who nominated me, and my onward nominations in my post, called Thank You.
In November, Jennifer Windram nominated me for the Sunshine Award; thank you Jennifer. My onward nominations are on the post called, surprisingly enough, Sunshine Award.