I was brought up by dragons on a mountain next to a car park. My favourite subject at school was art and I was always to be found drawing somewhere quiet.
When I left school, I became an elephant cleaner at Chester Zoo. This involved lots of shovelling (poop, mainly) and warm soapy suds squishing between elephants’ toes. Then I developed an allergy to elly poo (it made me sneeze!) and so I became a cat whisperer.
Cat whisperers are generally very quiet, on account of all the whispering they do. I cannot tell you exactly what I whispered to the cats as it is top secret, but in any case they didn’t listen. Ever.
There are some people who might say that I live in Cheshire with my family and my dog, Barney. It’s up to you to decide which story to believe. Both are quite wonderful.
So here I am again with my pencils and paints. Some more stories will evolve so keep your eyes peeled (not literally, because that would be messy).