I feel blessed to have been born and raised in Liverpool. A vibrant, creative city. With its back to England, Liverpool looks out across the Atlantic, to Ireland and America.
As I grew up, I thought everyone had a childhood like mine. Only in later years, did I realise what a unique experience my childhood had been, in so many ways.
My Irish grandmother, Nellie Deane, would whisk me off to her rural village on the west coast of Ireland and immerse me in the smell of raw peat and Holy Smoke. She often forgot to bring me back home. This meant that I occasionally had to be popped into the local village school, to pacify my fretting parent's back in Liverpool. An experience I shall never forget.
I trained as a nurse, established and sold my own business and became an MP before I turned my hand to writing as a way to escape from the stress of the long and frenetic hours I worked, never thinking that anyone would want to read what I wrote.
If Nellie was looking down on me, she would say that I had the the luck of the Irish running through my veins.
My books are based on the streets of Liverpool, or in the Liverpool hospitals where I worked, or at one of my favourite places in the world, the west coast of Ireland.
I write sagas and create communities, often linking one to the other. If you buy one of my books, I really do hope it brings you hours of pleasure.