I live in an untidy house in a posh city which I share with two beekeepers. My climbing is funded by a research organisation who pay me to footer around in a lab trying to break things in the most scientific manner possible.
I started my climbing apprenticeship hanging off the quarries of Leicestershire, before going to Sheffield to do a Masters in Applied Climbing, specialising in airy gritstone routes. My local crag is now Portland, so I've ditched the mind games and technique in favour of hauling my way up steep stuff.