I have always wanted to be a writer.
In the Sixties I hitchhiked because I wanted all-important experience, from which to write.
In the Seventies I lived in London and sent out a story a week... but remained unpublished.
During the Eighties I tried to forget about writing...
But in the Nineties I began a novel, which remains unpublished.

Now, I have a web site that hundreds of people visit, to learn about how their fingernails reflect their health.

I have recently had the moons on my index fingernails begin to peep back into existence. They had disappeared long ago, and as far as I could tell, had disappeared with the same speed that ridges on m...