John Debell

Once upon a time I could draw and wasted a few years at an art school until I went for a designer’s job in a London agency where the creative head said he liked my headlines and would I like to be a copywriter? I said ok do I get my own office and he said sure and a typewriter so that’s how long ago it was. Everybody smoked like chimneys and drank in the office, fell asleep in wine bars and never went home. After two divorces I fell in the Thames, got a mountain bike, wrote a book on reincarnation and went to live in Norfolk. And now I’m here…