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I was born in the village of Hawkeridge, Wiltshire, England, in March 1942 into a family of six. One memory of those early years can be dated to June 6th 1944; I remember the sky filled with aircraft, by this time our family was due another baby; we would then be Mother and Father with four boys and four girls, so you can guess that we had a great time. Though our style of life was limited to our income, I could read at the very early age of three. I think that this was the grounding for my imagination and the ability to write. My writing started more during my senior school years with the entry of one of my “bits”, as I call them, into the school magazine, which was at Matravers School of Westbury Leigh, Wiltshire, England.

I joined the Royal Air Force at the age of 15 and started writing in an exercise book. This I still have; one of my poems there is called “The Valley”, written from early days of playing around the countryside, when a small hole in the ground became a canyon. Over the years of writing and changes in life, I had my own family who grew up around me, then a parting, as some families do. The passing of my parents, one sister and a brother, also had an influence on my thoughts. I then remarried into a loving state, which has a Spiritualist connection; my writing has evolved into a wide variety of works that reflect my interpretation of the things around, not only in a factual way but a spiritual way. Sometimes these have a philosophical outlook with a soul to each and everything.

This book is written from actual recordings of mainly Sadie, but also some of her friends, who talk to me through my wife, who is a Spiritual Medium and this I record on to audio tape. These tapes have been adapted into series of stories where they talk to Granddad. This is the first of a series of books that are written in love for the world and what lies beyond; which, as I find out more, becomes a place of such beauty with no bounds and an eternal love of all things. As you read you will also feel the love of Sadie and the glow she brings each time we talk.

Ian T Howard