Danny Kemp.

Eight and something years ago my wife and I found our own piece of heaven in the place that we now live, but it is shortly to end.

Both children had long since moved from our three bedroom semi-detached house in Welling and then unexpectedly our boxer dog Rex died. He had been drinking excessive amounts of water for no apparent reason and as a consequence urinating in places where he would not normally. Having a tiled floor it presented no real threat of damage but obviously needed investigating for both our welfare and his peace of mind. The Veterinary report was confusing. Having spent all night at the surgery, and being extensively examined, he was given an almost clean bill of health with one cautionary note. The surgeons only conclusion was that he was suffering some sort of psychological disorder derived from being deprived of water at some time leaving him feeling the need of storage in case it happened again!

I, like I suspect Rex, was left somewhat confused by this but we accepted the experts opinion and trotted off home for me to serve him the special roast joint of beef I had readied. The following morning he and I set out for the normal constitution and at his first port of call for his good morning salutation he promptly keeled over and died of a massive heart attack. Something then should have registered with me regarding expert prognosis but sadly it never did.

Roughly two years on from that tragic day, and our then subsequent move, I was smashed into whilst at work, driving my London cab, by a van whose driver had other things on his mind other than my safety. I was put out of work for two and half years and even after that, period of time, having to take things easy until fully recovered.

My wife was not at work, having retired two years before on reaching her fifty-fifth birthday, and I could provide no money on which to exist, so with the reassurance from an expert solicitor and equally impressive diploma labeled psychiatrist, appointed by the court, I borrowed money sure in the knowledge that all would be repaid at the outcome of the civil action. A barrister was instructed and his expert insight was sought. His learned advice was that the psychiatrist would not make a reliable witness as he tended to “waffle on a bit” using other examples of post traumatic stress disorder to prove his point. It would be “better” he said to take the “twelve-thousand on the table now” than risk everything at trial.

We are now are eighty-thousand pounds in debt and having only fifteen months to repay that, possessing no means in which to do so. The purpose of this story is not to ask for charity, although if you have that amount of money with nothing to spend it on, and would welcome the chance to give two people back their dream, then neither my wife nor I are too proud to accept your generosity but no that is not the reason. Nor would I be that shallow to counsel that you never take expert guidance.

I have lived an eventful life sometimes tedious and mundane but never dull for long. In the years that we have been married I trust and believe that my wife’s face has shone with a smile more times than it has been shadowed by a frown and, for the time that we both have left to share, that will continue no matter what.

The purpose is this; that whatever path you walk through life be it a stroll or a struggle it is yours to live and deal with as best and as bravely as you can.

Who can you count on when disaster comes crashing through your walls? YOURSELF!

About Daniel Kemp

Daniel Kemp’s introduction to the world of espionage and mystery happened at an early age when his father was employed by the War Office in Whitehall, London, at the end of WWII. However, it wasn’t until after his father died that he showed any interest in anything other than himself! On leaving academia he took on many roles in his working life: a London police officer, mini-cab business owner, pub tenant and licensed London taxi driver, but never did he plan to become a writer. Nevertheless, after a road traffic accident left him suffering from PTSD and effectively—out of paid work for four years, he wrote and self-published his first novel —The Desolate Garden. Within three months of publication, that book was under a paid option to become a $30 million film. The option lasted for five years until distribution became an insurmountable problem for the production company. All seven of his novels are now published by Creativia with the seventh—The Widow’s Son, completing a three book series alongside: What Happened In Vienna, Jack? and Once I Was A Soldier. Under the Creativia publishing banner, The Desolate Garden went on to become a bestselling novel in World and Russian Literature in 2017. The following year, in May 2018, his book What Happened In Vienna, Jack? was a number one bestseller on four separate Amazon sites: America, UK, Canada, and Australia.  Although it's true to say that he mainly concentrates on what he knows most about; murders laced by the mystery involving spies, his diverse experience of life shows in the short stories he writes, namely: Why? A Complicated Love, and the intriguing story titled The Story That Had No Beginning. He is the recipient of rave reviews from a prestigious Manhattan publication and described as—the new Graham Green—by a highly placed employee of Waterstones Books, for whom he did a countrywide tour of book signing events. He has also appeared on 'live' television in the UK publicising that first novel of his. He continues to write novels, poetry and the occasional quote; this one is taken from the beginning of Once I Was A Soldier There is no morality to be found in evil. But to recognise that which is truly evil one must forget the rules of morality.
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2 Responses to Danny Kemp.

  1. Danny I sure feel for ya! I know exactly about it. We are going through the same my husband was a semi truckdriver and another driver smashed into him at 70 mph without breaking- hubby was parked had had extensive back surgery pstd and the meds cause a multitude of other things- this was 4 years ago we are still fighting should go to court this year– then all of a sudden almost 2 years ago i had a disck rupture almost severing a nerve- was forced into retirement losing my medical benifits also I understand your plight also lots my favorite cat of 13 years last year and having some custody issues with sons children . I hope your book sells well and everything works out for ya if you ever just need a shoulder to cry on juts Pm me ill be glad to listen!

  2. Oh Danny, I feel for you…..I lost my house due to my husbands bankruptcy (our ex partner sued him) so I know what it’s like 😦

    Unfortunately, I discovered that I can’t rely on anyone, I’m totally on my own in this word. I don’t have a 3am friend, someone who I could call at that time of the morning, and no family. It’s hard when yore in that position, bloody hard 😦

    My kids have been supportive, when I’ve needed them to be, but, I have an uncertain future, and don’t like to burden them too much, it’s not fair.

    If I had the money hon, I’d give it you tomorrow! 🙂

    Good luck xx

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