Jack wrote his first novel at the age of eleven. It wasn’t his best work. Since then he has aged somewhat without managing to grow up.
He spent his time wandering from Greece, to Italy, to Poland and Argentina. For years he was the most southerly English teacher in the world. He’s had a series of incongruous jobs: a tour guide in a prison, a pianist in a punk rock band, a tester of computer games and even a waiter in Antarctica (penguins do not tip well) before finally settling in Scotland as a primary school teacher.
He writes plays which have been performed in Buenos Aires, London and Edinburgh, and novels for children. He likes to build castles, both in the air and out of wood, but not at the same time.