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210 pages, Paperback
Published April 1, 1997
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Ursula Jones
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When I was little, I wanted to be an actress. I still wanted to be one when I grew up, so I became one!
Having trained at RADA (Royal Academy of Dramatic Art) I worked in what was called ‘weekly rep’. The actors put on a play every week, performing one at night and rehearsing the next one during the day. It’s hard work. I shed kilos. Then I took a banana boat to Jamaica where I helped research a frog that hatches baby frogs and not tadpoles. I moved on to New York where I did some exciting, experimental theatre. Back in England, I was lucky enough to join the Unicorn Theatre for Children in London.
It was there that I discovered I wanted to be a writer, too. And so that’s what I did. I wrote lots of plays for the company, and I haven’t stopped writing for children since.
I work in London and from a small house on the edge of a forest where Moon, the cat, Turpin, the dog and his daughter, Beatrix, make room for me. Beatrix has more the look of a hairy marrow than a dog but she can’t see herself so she doesn't care.
(Full bio available at official website).
When I was little, I wanted to be an actress. I still wanted to be one when I grew up, so I became one!
Having trained at RADA (Royal Academy of Dramatic Art) I worked in what was called ‘weekly rep’. The actors put on a play every week, performing one at night and rehearsing the next one during the day. It’s hard work. I shed kilos. Then I took a banana boat to Jamaica where I helped research a frog that hatches baby frogs and not tadpoles. I moved on to New York where I did some exciting, experimental theatre. Back in England, I was lucky enough to join the Unicorn Theatre for Children in London.
It was there that I discovered I wanted to be a writer, too. And so that’s what I did. I wrote lots of plays for the company, and I haven’t stopped writing for children since.
I work in London and from a small house on the edge of a forest where Moon, the cat, Turpin, the dog and his daughter, Beatrix, make room for me. Beatrix has more the look of a hairy marrow than a dog but she can’t see herself so she doesn't care.
(Full bio available at official website).
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