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My home borders an old forest in the county of West Sussex, England. Being brought up in the bosom of a family rich in love but poor in wealth meant living in the rougher parts of London, which caused my education to suffer. However writing poetry came naturally to me, allowing a form of release.
From the age of eighteen to twenty-one I travelled a fair chunk of the world. Continued restlessness and hunger for self-improvement resulted in a better education and a deep study in philosophy.
Later on I was fortunate to have been paid to travel and help teachers in countries like Mongolia, The Gambia and Zimbabwe.
Now my wife and I are involved in many activities and projects in both business and the humanities. However my first love is and will always remain writing.
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