My dad was a joiner with his own business 'professionally networking’ around Edinburgh’s many pubs for work.
The lifestyle of the 1980’s man with frequent drinking and fatty foods eventually led to his early death.
Aged seventeen I was left man of the house. My mum kindly supported me through the rest of my education.
It wasn’t a free ride. My dad family heirloom was a cupboard of tools and there was always expectation for me to undertake upkeep of the house.
Growing up as an only child I remember playing imaginative games a lot, especially with Lego. I struggled in
primary school not really engaging in class preferring to drift off in my imagination looking at all the
cloud formations out of the tall classroom windows. Academically I was a bit of a disaster not pulling it
together untill well into high school. I discoverd climbing for the first time in S1 camp and shocked my
peers by finally being good at something. I was invited by the school Maths teacher to join the school
climbing club and continued with that. This seemed a turning point in many ways for my self confidence
and unlocked my ability as a self led learner. My grades steadily improved from there.
In my climbing I went on to search out and establish many new sport climbing routes across the UK.
Essentially problem-solving ways up unclimbed rock faces. One of the first I established took me 15 years to
climb, owed to my dad Devastation Generation was the first route in Scotland to be graded 8c. Years later I
was to establish a long line on the huge Little Orme crag The Diamond. This line owed to my mum, Curious
Minds 8a. Our journeys are not straight paths, as Steve Jobs quoted you can only join the dots looking back!
Who we really are is written in our history.