Having what little education thrashed into him by nuns caned out of him by grammar school, Tony McAndrew kept a promise to himself to begin writing when he finished doing tedious stuff like working full time. After a wander through psychiatric nursing, the Met Police and almost thirty years as a frontline paramedic the time seemed about right. He still works now and again in Primary Care somewhere in Wales and lives happily on the Gower indulging in writing, reading, talking, drinking beer and floating in the sea with his wife.
Published by Wild Wolf Publishing, The Delivery Girl is his first novel; an unapologetically dark and brutal story, part wish fulfilment for, and part homage to, all the abused children he saw fall through the cracks. And still fall.
He is currently working on a prequel to The Delivery Girl and a collection of short stories after finishing a lighter second novel – Mad Cat, Franz and the Bomb.
In a run down burnt out city, if you need drugs, money, a gun, nine year old Anna Ramanova is The Delivery Girl. Foreign, precociously bright, abused by all around her she is the one all the other children hate. Hers is a world of casual brutality, gangsters and goons, drugs and booze, prostitutes and paedophiles, where the ugly sisters of self-harm and suicide wait to show her the only road out of a miserable existence until a grotesque, beautifully mannered old hunchback enters her life. As impeccably polite as he is ruthlessly violent, deliverance, it seems, comes in many forms.