I was born with the worst eczema in the UK. At thirteen, I got liver cancer.

I didn't have a revelation. I just got on with it. That turned out to be the most useful thing I ever did.

Living in a body that spends decades making things difficult teaches you something quiet and specific — about patience, about showing up anyway, about the gap between how things look and how they feel from the inside.

I didn't become a motivational speaker. I became someone who pays close attention.

I've spent my career close to language. Teaching English — including a product I built around physical letters, which is its own story — writing correspondence campaigns for businesses, and somewhere in the middle of all of it, trying to write down what I actually know about living well.

It is not a self-help book in the way you're imagining — more like the things I'd tell a younger version of myself, written for the rest of us who didn't need another system, just a clearer way of seeing. That became The I.A.M Method.

I live on the Gold Coast, Australia. I run at night, usually late, sometimes with my daughters alongside me. I support Tottenham Hotspur, which has taught me more about resilience than anything else in my life.

This site is where I think out loud about language, about business, about what intelligent action actually looks like when you're tired and it's Tuesday and nobody's watching.

If something here lands — the blog is where I write most regularly.