Biography of Philip A Hibberd
I was born in Harlow, Essex. At the age of eight my parents and I moved to Palmers green, North London.
I was schooled locally, attending Hazelwood primary then Oakwood secondary.
At the age of fourteen, my year Master and Headmaster told me and my parents that it was pointless for me to return the next year, my parents were not pleased.
At the age of fifteen I was apprenticed to the Gas Board, to train as a fitter. I was sent to Paddington Polytechnical college, five years later I emerged with two distinctions.
Over my career I was promoted from engineer to technician then, to area Manager. In a yearly middle management shuffle, I was offered a teaching position at the British gas Academy.
After passing a teaching qualification, I stayed in teaching for twenty-three years.
At the age of sixty-five I took early retirement to concentrate on my real passion, writing science fiction.
Biography of Philip A Hibberd
I was born in Harlow, Essex. At the age of eight my parents and I moved to Palmers green, North London.
I was schooled locally, attending Hazelwood primary then Oakwood secondary.
At the age of fourteen, my year Master and Headmaster told me and my parents that it was pointless for me to return the next year, my parents were not pleased.
At the age of fifteen I was apprenticed to the Gas Board, to train as a fitter....
Five thousand years after the destruction of Earth, Damian Drake is found by the crew of the Griffin in a life capsule on a distant asteroid field. His mind has survived but his body destroyed. The Med team rebuild him and he is befriended by the elderly Comm and Senior Nurse Onslow.
As Damian and Comm journey into his subconscious memory they...
Jason Mead was resting at home after a major heart attack, after a few weeks he was bored, but, it was the summer time, and at least he had the garden.
Digging in a flower bed his trowel hit metal, he dug deeper, what he found would change his and his wife's life forever.
Philip A Hibberd
Corridor of diamonds
Cumulus clouds drifted across the summer blue sky at a height of just over six thousand five hundred feet they gave no threat of rain for the duration of the day. Jason Mead knew nothing of the various Latin names of the clouds, to him, as he lazily looked up into the warm summer sky, they looked like sheep idly munching their way across a lush blue meadow. They were bubbly summer clouds that always drifted past on a hot June summers day, such as today....