He’s banned from UKC, taken the midget climbing world by storm, putting up routes at crags where no-one could see a gap with a constant crowds of plastic women wilting at his feet. Courted by Hollywood he prefers East Sussex, drinks ten pints and climbs E9, has the strength of a bear, the looks of a Russian supermodel and has been voted Mr Legoland for twenty years running. He is the climber’s climber.
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