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David Makinson
David was born in London in May 1964 with a complex congenital heart condition known as a Tetralogy of Fallot. Consequently, he spent the first few months of his life at the Middlesex Hospital in London whilst the medics assessed the severity of the problem. As his young, unmarried mother was unable to care for him, David was transferred to a boarding-out house under the specialist care of Dr Barnardo’s (now Barnardo’s), until he was fostered in 1965 by a Church of England clergyman, Andrew Macintosh, and his wife, Mary, a former nurse. Since the mid-1960s, David has had two major heart surgeries, the first in 1967 at the Middlesex Hospital and then ‘the big one’ in 1973, carried out by Sir Terence English and his team at Papworth Hospital. The complex eight-hour operation was a major success, effectively repairing all the structural defects to David’s heart. Able to run around properly for the first time, David spent the next few years playing catch-up (much to the detriment of his academic studies), indulging in all normal activities with the exception of cross-country running and squash. David went on to represent his schools at cricket and tennis. Whilst doing his degree in Leeds, he took up hockey, a passion that lasted at club level well into his thirties. 'Just a One Night Stand' is
David’s debut novel. His second book will be a true and inspirational story set in 1911 about a fourteen year old Scottish
girl who emigrates to Australia with her family, with tragic consequences. That book is currently in the research phase with
publication pencilled in for late 2011.
Just A One Night Stand
Read the first few chapters of the book - here. Set in the cultural twilight between the conservative 1950s and the liberating sunshine of the late 1960s, 'Just a One Night Stand' tells the emotive story of unmarried Marion McKenzie who, at nineteen, becomes pregnant during a drunken one night stand with Martin Corrigan, a Somerset farmer’s son. Unaware of his paternity, Martin goes up to Cambridge University. Once she realises she is pregnant, Marion is forced to confess her plight to her fiancé, Simon Thompson. Furious at her infidelity and unwilling to father another man’s child, he gives her an ultimatum… him or the baby. Too afraid of her divorced father’s reaction to confide in him, and unwilling to trust her mother not to tell him, Marion turns to her elder sister, Gemma. She reluctantly agrees to allow Marion to live with her in London until after the baby is born. Marion plans to have her baby adopted - until he is born with a serious medical complication. What will Marion do? Just a One Night Stand deftly propels the reader back to a time without extensive state support - a time characterised by entirely different social mores from liberal 21st century Britain. For Marion, the 1960s were anything but swinging! Comment from Alan Chaput, author of 'Savanah Passion': What a captivating story. Your characterizations are remarkably deep (I've never said that before about any story). You've done an outstanding job of keeping the focus on Marion and Martin. You use narrative expertly to delve into what makes each person tick. They are sympathetic and interesting people. Your descriptions are vivid. For example, the garage or Gemma's flat or Professor Blackmore or the Italian coffee shop. Great attention to detail. I love your humor. For example, the Captain's "Left the silver, have you?" comment. I laughed out loud at that. And how about the dark humor of Simon's buoyant mood being 'brought resoundingly back down to earth by his quivering fiancee" or the image of Martin's mother exfoliating with a cheese grater? Marvelous. |
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