I am delighted to be writing this foreword to a book that Graeme Whiting has talked about writing for many years. It also allows me the...

I woke up to a beautiful, sunny, copper-coloured autumn morning, and as I opened my bedroom window I could feel a soft, warm breeze, the...

My passion for fishing had its true genesis from when I was given for Christmas by my dear mother, Ernest Hemingway’s book ‘The Old Man...

This short, true story began one evening while I was passing by a chip-shop in Maple Cross, Hertfordshire, with Mark Knopfler of Dire...

I was six years old in 1950 and I was standing behind my brother Bill in the family’s workshop watching him make a coarse fishing rod....

I was six years old in 1950 and I was standing behind my brother Bill in the family’s workshop watching him make a coarse fishing rod....

I was looking forward to the new coarse fishing season opening on June 16th. 1977. Throughout the winter my brother Bill, my friend...

When the first breath of Spring called the trees to waken from their wintry graves, and the beauty of nature is re-born, I woke and set...

When one has been alive for a number of decades, in my case over seven, it seems to some that ancient stories are somehow always fiction....

I am an author, a headmaster, the founder of an independent school that has challenged the status quo, a father of five adult children, a...

Tony Montgomery stood on the corner of the main high street in a little town on the Norfolk coast, dragging aggressively at a rather long...

In my long life I have seen many tragic and sad events, from bullying and persecution to a plethora of wonderful things that have changed...

Some memories are a little painful so are best left to history, but one incident did affect how I felt about the armed forces! I...

After I left the army, I was keen to enhance my new life out of uniform. With Rosemary deceased, it was important not only to...

During the 1970s I was a teacher in a Steiner school and at that time education was very different to the world of education today. There...

In 1965 I qualified as a physical training instructor in the army and was proud to be posted to the ultimate job in the headquarters of...

I was six years old in 1950 and I was standing behind my brother Bill in the family’s workshop watching him make a coarse fishing rod....

George was born to a very poor family. His father, a cripple from WWII, was often having to tolerate being laughed at as he dragged his...

During my time at Dean Close School, I was keen to embrace a ‘shell’ of a shooting team, comprised of students who had been engaged in...

In the 1970s and early 80s, Graeme was generally to be found in the sports hall of the King’s Langley Rudolf Steiner school. A large...