I’ve been around since 1946, always in the same town in the West Midlands. I was about 9 when my Dad pinched my big bedroom on the back; it was big enough to make a studio for him and his employee, John. Dad was a commercial artist but I could not draw as well as him I thought. I did get an O level in art but that did not seem good enough to continue the family business? I became a Civil Servant instead. I have a good pension and time to indulge my interests one of which is art, surprise, surprise! Funny thing is, my work is very like my Dad’s.