I was born in London England in 1953 that makes me a baby boomer I think. On emerging into the big wide world I enjoyed life thoroughly, my two sisters and I played on the Woolwich Ferry, forever crossing backwards and forwards over the Thames and then, when we got bored with that, we had races in the foot tunnel under the Thames. It’s amazing what can keep a small boy happy.
Dad ran a market stall in Woolwich’s Beresford Square selling anything and everything. He was a natural Cockney salesman with all the patter that goes with it but when he was told to give it up or die from the cold, we packed up shop and migrated to Australia. Australia was great fun for a small boy from London, with snakes and kangaroos in the paddocks, unlimited sunshine and other boys who talked about nothing but sex!
I went to school like most people do but I was dyslexic and did not do well at all. Then one day, when I was about 15, I taught myself to read and after that I read books, lots of books. I won a scholarship to the University of Adelaide and while I was at University I started writing and staging plays. I found I could write funny lines that made people laugh and I could write good dialogue.
In the late seventies and early eighties, I worked at anything and everything, I got lots and lots of jobs all at once. I worked as an all-night waiter, painter, junk mail distributor, gardener, labourer, pamphlet disseminator, builder’s labourer and theatre technician to name a few. I gathered together a bundle of money and went walk about to North Africa, the Middle East, the Mediterranean, Russia, China, India, Thailand, Scandinavia, Scotland, France, Germany, Italy… and the heady heights of the northern English industrial town of Leeds.
While on my travels I worked! I worked picking grapefruit in Israel, oranges in Greece, olives up a mountain in Crete, I was a head barman in a pub in Yorkshire, I worked in a youth hostel in the south of England, I worked all night in a soft drinks factory, I was a storeman for the department store Marks and Spencer, I was a waiter, a kitchen hand, a guinea-pig in a medical experiment and was even in a Bollywood movie in India.
It wasn’t all fun and frolics though, I came close to death’s door three times in England. I was catapulted off my touring bike by a truck in London, a caravan outside Salisbury and a Mini Minor in Stockport. During this time I also wrote my first books: A Foxtrot Through India. I met a girl named Sue from Yorkshire, Sue poor lass, now edits my books. I brought Sue back to Australia and we bought a hundred acres in the country and spent a year building our own home from mud bricks, then we planted apple trees and started to make cider and made the best cider in the world until 2015 when we sold up and moved to a 5 acre property in Ross Tasmania, we designed an enviromentaly friendly house which is being built as I write. The idea in Tasmania is to devote more of my time to writing and walking in the bush.
In my youth I always enjoyed my old Dad’s tales of his adventures in the navy in WWII and of his childhood hop picking in Kent and I think I got my love of storytelling from my Dad. I wrote a book on cider in 2008, after being awarded a Churchill Fellowship to travel around the world and drink and research cider, my book Cider Drink It, Make It, Cook with It was published later in 2008 and sold out. I followed the success of my cider book by writing a series of comic whodunits entitled Death in the Australian Outback, published 2013, followed them with the romantic action adventure novels, Shakespeare on the Roof, In Bed with Jane Austen, Picnic with Picasso and Miss Marple Struts her Stuff.
So happy reading, I hope you enjoy reading my books as much as I enjoy writing them.
Cheers Anthony E Thorogood
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