If you've got this far, you may already know something of what I do, or have done: theatrical song-writer, lyricist, playwright, actor, musician.  The CV pages are split into sections to reflect these.  But it should be mentioned that I am a formidable painter-and-decorator, can turn my hand to decent carpentry and I have been known to draw appreciative nods for my cooking.  Hey, phone for details: I'm not cheap but I am available.  OK, here's some of me working life-story, and I'll try to keep it brief;

1959.  Born in Harlow, Essex.  Not my fault.  "Educated" at Burnt Mill Comp:  7 O levels & an A level in Chemistry.  I was thinking, vaguely, of going to Uni to read Organic Chemistry, but spent my sixth-form years, instead of studying, writing and producing two pantomimes and bossing the rest of the sixth-formers to be in it.  Then then a mate from Harlow Youth Theatre said he was auditioning for drama schools, of which I had never heard.  I auditioned for eight of 'em, got turned down by most, got into RADA.
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1977.  Went to RADA.  Learnt gestures.  After RADA sat on my arse for six months, writing bad poetry, whilst a girlfriend kept me.  Offered my first job & equity card at Theatre Centre from Geoff  Bullen, who had directed me at RADA,
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Theatre Centre was brilliant and for three years, I worked on nothing but new plays, most by the fine hand of David Holman.  Cutting, pasting and rewriting new work thus became, for me, how I thought all theatre was generated, but did not rediscover this until working with The Right Size, many years later.  Wrote my first play for Theatre Centre - a Christmas nonsense for kids called Hollyquinade.
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Met my first wife at Theatre Centre - Allyson - with whom I had a baby boy and whose story is told in An Instinct For Kindness.
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1982.  Moved to Manchester & spent a few happy years in constant work on the Northern Rep circuit: Bolton, Contact, Library, Lancaster, Leeds.  Play after play without a break - didn't know I was born.  John Adams, at Bolton Octagon, gave me my first music-writing job: a production of A Wizard Of Earthsea.
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Trundled along, job after job.  Nothing world-changing but paid a mortgage.  Bits of telly, the odd radio play, but mostly theatre.  More theatrical music commissions, mostly from Jonathan Petherbridge at the Duke's, Lancaster, and the London Bubble. 
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In 1992, during a fortnight's workshop (mess-about in a rehearsal room) for a proposed production of Gargantua which someone had persuaded both Terry Jones to write and several other people to invest in, I met Hamish McColl and Sean Foley of The Right Size.  From that meeting was to develop a relationship with them which lasted for eight years, with me being songwriter and they - and Jos Heuben their director - being the most inspirational theatre partnership I had ever witnessed 
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In 1994 got the part of the idiot, Clingfilm in London's Burning, which lucrative and amusing job propelled me briefly to street-recognition  and continued for four seasons, till new accounting brooms discovered how much I was earning.
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Also in 1994, whilst playing Ugly Sister at Lewisham theatre, met a man called Mark Stevens who was MD for the show,  I had written an Uglies duet (Blow Me, What a Beautiful Pair) and from that he and I started working on songs and music together, which fruitful and joyous partnership blossomed for fifteen years, culminating in our two musicals, The Translucent Frogs of Quuup, and On The Island of Aars, before Mark's tragic, early death in 2009.
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Still writing, still song-writing, still acting (just!). .. exhaustive details, if you want, on other pages under "CV". But let's not forget the painting/decorating, shall we?