I was born on a 17th century farm in England with snow coming through the slates in the roof. In the heart of the genesis of the industrial revolution. Expecting Heathcliff to come over the moors and sweep me away…to a new land. The promise land Central California…do I hear an “Amen”….
I did make it to California but suddenly I was kidnapped in the night and held captive in Arkansas…where women wore so much make-up that they had to take it off in the evening with power tools….I was clearly a Californian soul…I hitched a ride in a black VW bug and made it back to the Central Coast…
So, here I am a survivor…forged on the anvil of adversity, I vowed never to leave the Central Coast Again….
My insight into the world I know is somewhat unique and different. I hope I can make you laugh….
