Andrew Price was born ages ago in Saltburn by the Sea. He didn't write for forty-nine years - much too young.
Andrew allows that, although the British are useless at most things, sport in particular; their fluency in humour is without equal.
His novels "Poor Enid" and "Poor Ronnie" are humble contributions to the cause - a manifestation of all that has inspired him. For every sentence is etched onto the hard drive with stubborn purpose; goaded by a duty of care to celebrate, perpetuate, and create.
The Author