Kulwant is a girl who was born and reared in the Punjab, India. From being a young child, she has a recurring dream about the man that she will one day marry in the Sikh tradition. She is an only child and has a very happy upbringing until tragedy strikes the family and her father loses a leg in a landmine explosion. From there it is downhill for the family. Experience the trials and tribulations as Kulwant grows up into a beautiful woman and searches for the man of her dreams. It pleases me enormously that after writing this story and getting it published in the year 2000, that I received a...

A Jamaican story from the land where the sun shines down on every man, woman and child in equal measure; a safe harbor where hope springs eternal in the hearts of all good people and where the river of respect runs deep.



This story is set in Trelawney, sometime between 1950 and 1962. The story is one of three stories that Nelson Mandela praised as being wonderful. I extend my appreciation to the honorable Royland Barrett, the Custos of Trelawney (Mayor), for the factual background information he provided about the history and development of Trelawney and its capital town of Falmouth. The...

This book is a compilation of the 3 stories that Nelson Mandela phoned me personally to say were Wonderful at their publication in the year 2000. The stories are from the individual perspective of 3 children; one from South Africa, one from the Punjab in India and one from Falmouth in Jamaica. Each story provides an accurate historical background setting.



Throughout my life I have always been fascinated by the cultures, customs, development and history of three countries from the other side of my world. The 3 countries are Africa, India and Jamaica.

The true test of any great nation is not what it achieves, but how it endures. Africa is a great nation and the endurance of its people over many centuries is a testament to their capacity to survive with dignity within an all-too-often cruel and intolerant world.



For many centuries, the people of Africa experienced colonisation, enslavement, economic exploitation, apartheid, disenfranchisement, resettlement and segregation. Throughout these hardships they kept their faith in their beliefs, culture, traditions, religions and dreams.



Many have written about Nelson Mandela, but I wanted...

The Life and times of Joe Walsh is Volume Eight in my Tales from Portlaw series. It is a story of failed relationships, broken promises, unfaithful marriages, lesbianism, betrayal, murder and revenge.



Joe Walsh is an only child whose father rejects her at birth. Her mother always dreamed of becoming a writer but her husband forbade such. Joes mother is abandoned by a cruel husband and decides to escape her unhappy marriage in Ireland and begins life anew in England as an unmarried mother in the 1950s.

Mother and young child come to Liverpool where they face discrimination as foreigners...

Sean and Sarah is a story of romance that starts in Ireland, then moves to England and concludes back in Ireland. Sean and Sarah seemed destined to marry, but tragedy prevented this occurring.



So often in life, love is found by two people and is then lost because of circumstances beyond their control. Each of us inwardly love to hear and read about stories between couples that appear to defy all the odds and happily experience reunion; yet so often, lifes judgement is less favourable and reality is much harsher.

The Oldest Woman in the World is a story about the life of a Portlaw-born man, Sean Thornton who spent many years working as a reporter for an Irish newspaper before becoming a reporting investigator for the very first edition of The Guinness Book of Records in 1955. Seans task for an edition of the annual records book was to seek out and confirm the identity of the oldest person in the world. He eventually does that, but not in time to include the factual data in the record book. In later years, he is greatly surprised that the oldest person in the world and himself share a mutual connection...

I grew up on my mothers stories. Although an Irish woman of small stature and imaginative mind, stories didnt come any taller than those tales told by my mother. They would stretch the bounds of ones credulity beyond the realms of possibility, and yet, she always made me want to believe them. Having been persuaded to return to writing, I decided to recount some of the stories told to me by my mother long ago. Being a person with my own imagination, I have taken the germ of her tale and elaborated it with the aid of 70 years of wisdom and a splash of literary licence to come up with the final...

I grew up on my mothers stories. Although an Irish woman of small stature and imaginative mind, stories didnt come any taller than those tales told by my mother. They would stretch the bounds of ones credulity beyond the realms of possibility, and yet, she always made me want to believe them. Having been persuaded to return to writing, I decided to recount some of the stories told to me by my mother long ago. Being a person with my own imagination, I have taken the germ of her tale and elaborated it with the aid of 70 years of wisdom and a splash of literary licence to come up with the final...