There are eighteen William Essexes in the online UK phonebook that I consulted. Two of them are me (one with old contact details, one with new). There are lots more if you search.Go to Google, and you will find that William Essex the enamel painter died in 1869, in Brighton*. He was predeceased by William Essex the son of Thomas Essex of Lambourn in Berkshire, who died in 1548 (on my birthday). There's also William Essex the freelance writer, editor, journalist and occasional broadcaster, who is me, and there's the William Essex who introduces the latest issue of a magazine called Automated Trader, who is me in a previous life.
I'm all over YouTube, interviewing people mainly at trade shows (previous life, etc.), but that's another William Essex who wrote From Below and Slime. There are thirteen professionals named William Essex who use LinkedIn for their networking, and yes, I am the author of a book called What do Mummy and Daddy do while YOU are asleep? although that's now out of print. I once wrote a "bestseller" (said its publisher) called E-Commerce In Retail Banking. That was 1999; somebody had to do it. If you've come here because you heard me give a reading, you might like to know that some of those stories are collected together into a single narrative under the title The Journey from Heaven. Look for it, and you'll find it. No, I don't have a daughter named Winifred, and I didn't start my martial arts journey at the age of four. You're confusing me with William Essex - and perhaps you're also confusing him with William Essex. He was the one who painted Sir Walter Scott. Somewhere out there is a wandering William Essex who also owns a portrait that doesn't age (or does, to get the reference right) and maybe knows all about parallel-universe theory. Time passes, my namesake. You ARE looking for me? Oh! You’re in the right place
* I didn't. That was William Essex. "In 1839, William Essex was appointed Enamel Painter in Ordinary to Princess Augusta, Queen Victoria and HRH Prince Albert." So says this website, where I found the signature. 1862 was clearly a good year for us, and wow, what a job title.
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About MeI’m left-handed. I like the sound of trees. I live alone in a terraced cottage overlooking the sea.
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Read the BooksIf you're interested in any of my books (thank you). You'll find them wherever you look for books.
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Dear DiaryThis is the blog. I write here regularly as well as at williamessex.medium.com
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