Danny Kemp.

I did intend to write some more stories here tonight from ‘The View From The Cab, page or ‘The Precocious Chid’ one, but somehow or other the night seems to have slipped away without me noticing. I will however tell one story of how my disposition and views on life were changed for me.
When I first married, at about the age of twenty-five, I used to pick my wife up from her work and we would travel home together. Once there I would plant myself in front of a TV screen, or read a book, oblivious to what she was doing. One night she came and found me, and at first I couldn’t understand why she was berating me so. “If you think that you will spend the rest of our days together sitting on your fat bum (that was a lie because it wasn’t fat then, but I’ll let that pass) whilst I run around waiting on you, then you better change that idea pretty quick” she screamed. I, having been used to my mother doing exactly as my wife was then doing, had never given my selfishness one thought. She was right of course and I did make that change. But how many of us just put up with things, frightened of the consequences of standing up for ourselves?



About Daniel Kemp

Daniel Kemp, ex-London police officer, mini-cab business owner, pub tenant and licensed London taxi driver never planned to be a writer, but after his first novel —The Desolate Garden — was under a paid option to become a $30 million film for five years until distribution became an insurmountable problem for the production company what else could he do? Nowadays he is a prolific storyteller, and although it’s true to say that he mainly concentrates on what he knows most about; murders laced by the intrigue involving spies, his diverse experience of life shows in the short stories he compiles both for adults and children. He is the recipient of rave reviews from a prestigious Manhattan publication, been described as —the new Graham Green — by a managerial employee of Waterstones Books, for whom he did a countrywide tour of signing events, and he has appeared on ‘live' television.
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