Bloke. Builder. Surprisingly good with muscles.

I've been building things since I walked out of high school. Fifteen-odd years of early starts, physical work, and watching what that kind of life does to a body over time — including my own.

At some point you start thinking about what comes next. Building isn't a job you do forever without it catching up with you, and somewhere along the way I realised that what I actually wanted to do was help people feel better. Fix things. Just in a different way.

So I went and got qualified as a remedial massage therapist. Turns out understanding how structures work, where load sits, and what happens when something's been pushed past its limit translates pretty well from construction to bodywork. Different tools. Same idea.

I've lived up here on the Mid North Coast for close to ten years now — North Haven specifically, which for the uninitiated is a tiny, ridiculously beautiful spot between the river and the ocean just south of Port Macquarie. I'm not going anywhere. I play golf, I play touch footy, I fish when I get the chance, I maintain what I'm told is an unreasonably immaculate lawn, and I spend as much time as possible with my family. It's a good life up here.