FROM MY LIFE TO DATE AND HOW I SURVIVED IT
‘I’m not someone who has left glittering gongs in my wake, nor have I led an intrepid or inspiring life. I don’t plan to blame my parents for my ineptitudes and failures. I consider myself to be a reasonably intelligent person, although some might say, I am delightfully vague. Either way, I’ve always been quite capable of cocking up my own life, without parental intervention or outside influence.’
Sally Edmondson received her first writing accolade at the age of seven when she won a coveted Blue Peter badge for waxing lyrical about one of the Blue Peter dogs.
She didn’t have a particularly easy childhood, and writing became a form of escapism, along with her love of horses.
Bought up in a horsey household, she would disappear for miles, unsupervised, exploring the Gloucestershire countryside, riding the pony’s she grew up with.
Dream first pony Judy was a ‘Thelwell-type’ pony and escape artist. No fence or gate could keep her in. Wherever Sally was, she wanted to be. Rootin’ tootin’, Fury, would also have fallen into the ‘Thelwell-type pony’ category. Naughty and nappy, he was a cowgirl’s best friend. Whiskey, a Welsh Mountain Pony was the best sure-footed four-legged friend a young teenager could ever have wished for. The partnership won them many rosettes at local gymkhanas, and he excelled in the showjumping ring. Jumping over water, was his only bête noire, which his young jockey found out to her cost very early on in their relationship, after flying through the air and breaking her nose. Carousel was a beautiful, agile 15 hand thoroughbred, who broke her teenage heart. Enough horse talk.
Her writing career has been sporadic, at best. After a flurry of pure teenage genius, published poetry at thirteen, and writing her first (and last) musical at fifteen – when her miserable pre-pubescent poetry evolved into tormented teenage angst lyrics, and she entered her songwriting phase – she has drifted between being in print, and not.
- Long-term dog lover, she is the proud mother of Cassie the Blog Dog.
- Wine lover – currently dry Monday-Thursday, during a good week.
- Failed domestic goddess and lifetime Dentophobic.
Throughout her life to date, she has written on a freelance basis, while holding down a proper job. The most memorable proper jobs, which both brought on the waterworks when she left, were with the George Veterinary Group and her ‘dream job’ at Durrell.
In 1998, she co-wrote her late stepfather’s autobiography, Brian Trubshaw – Test Pilot and assisted with his second book, Concorde – The Inside Story, in 2000. Both books were published by what was then Sutton Publishing, under the watchful eye of Jonathan Falconer. She is immensely proud to have been involved with both publications.