My favourite and best known pseudonym is Paul
The real Paul was my big brother and best friend. He was killed in a car accident in North Wales, on his 27th birthday.
I always wanted to ensure his name lived on, and publishing it in the national press has been a source of pride for me. I work hard to bring as much fun to the world in my puzzles as he brought to me. When he died, he had been writing his first novel, and never got the chance to get his name in print. Taking my late brother’s name was the inspiration I needed to persevere.
He and I had adjoining bedrooms while growing up in the village of Forest Row, East Sussex. My room was painted red, his blue.
We spent all our time in his room, discussing The Beatles and football. He supported Wimbledon FC, I supported Brighton and Hove Albion.
Paul was school tennis and table tennis champion, and worked hard for his exams. He wrote songs, and in later years would front a band called Billy Badbach and the Osteopaths.
I still have the weekly letters that he wrote to me when he was a civil engineering student at Bradford University.
I’d like to take this opportunity to thank Paul, for being the perfect elder brother, for being my best friend, and for all he has given me.