Rupert William Beadell Bacon spent his formative years in Sussex and has a love of windmills, boats and Jesus (not necessarily in that order). He now lives on Bodmin Moor in Cornwall where boats and Jesus are still available for his enjoyment. Rupert has been writing stories for as long as he can remember. In his youth it annoyed his teachers to no end as they had to correct the spelling of almost every other word; later on in life, his employers took against the use of ‘flowery literary language’ in highly technical civil engineering reports. Now it is his long-suffering wife who has to proofread everything to excise such errors and oddities. He lives a reclusive life somewhere in Cornwall where conditions are ideal for curling-up with a pad of scrap paper and a pen to write yet more yarns.

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