Hand Writing...

...was never my strong point. I'm right handed but hold the pen in a particularly ugly way reminiscent of a raven's claw. I used to be pulled up for it endlessly and forced into other positions to no avail and not a little humiliation. This was especially so when it was consistently pointed out that my elder sister, who was in the same school, won the handwriting prize without fail every year of primary school which was superseded by the art prize in every year of secondary school.

Meanwhile, I poodled along with my curriculum prizes and then, thank God, hit my personal jack pot with 'The Reid Prize For English' in sixth year of secondary school which was one of the prestigious ones and had a large element of creative writing in the final adjudication. And the pieces were all hand written!

Here is my list concerning the status of my success or otherwise in locating bigger and better photo files of some of the pictures that will feature in my book...luckily my editor can read it. That's what it's all about at the end of the day!