Richard Todd was born in the Swinging Sixties. The apple never falls far from the tree: fifty years on he lives fifteen miles from the spot of his birth. Along the way he has failed to become a landscape architect but succeeded in graduating in Philosophy and English. To pay for sins in past lives, he works as a lawyer by day to pay the bills. By night he plays the guitar and writes as best he can. Provided by his father with wildly inappropriate hard-boiled fiction to read as a child in the place of children's books, the seed was sown to seek to tell tales of losers, drunks and killers.
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