My name is Debbie Tipp (nee Hill), (nee Curtis). An avid collection of surnames but not nearly as impressive as my collection of fridge magnets. Although to be fair Tipp isn’t in my top ten of choice surnames but Bowie, Connery and Jackman weren’t readily available.
Anyway, I was born, and lived, in Kent until I was 8, and then moved to Bournemouth where I was educated and later discovered boys and Martini.
I then followed my mum to Devon where I got my first job – the Government’s YTS programme at a sub Post Office in Paignton, earning a giddy £27.50 per week. Ahh, those extravagant and frivolous days… Just as well my favourite crisps (Football Crazies) were only 5p a packet!
It was in Devon where I met my first husband who gave me my most treasured gifts – my two boys. We enjoyed three years living in Cyprus – a very different way of life; relaxed and hot, earthquakes and extremely cheap grapefruits.
After separating from my first husband I took out some ‘alone time’ which mostly involved a lot of wine, (I’d moved on from Martini), eighties clubbing and a lot of reinventing myself.
I went back to work, met my current husband, (no plans to trade, despite the surname), and live across the road from The New Forrest, in Southampton.
I work full time as an Admin manager and I have to say that supervising 6 adults is harder than bringing up kids!
I long to write for a living, get a dog and have enough time to bake pies.
So that’s me, in a nutshell … a somewhat condensed nutshell – the pistachio version as opposed to the walnut version.