I build things that help people. Mostly tech. Mostly in Oldham.

When I was four, my brother left an Atari 400 with me and went back to the oil rigs. That was it. I was gone.

Computers made sense in a way people didn't. If something broke, you could trace it, fix it, try again. The rules were fair. I spent a lot of time alone, but I never felt lost when I was in front of a screen.

That turned into a career. IT support, training, consultancy, and somewhere along the way, a philosophy: don't fix it for them, teach them to fix it themselves.

Then COVID hit. My son sailed through it, tech-literate, online, barely missed a beat. I was also dropping off refurbished computers to families who had nothing. Same age kids. Completely different worlds. That contrast didn't leave me.

So I stopped doing it informally and built something real. Inclusive Bytes started with four T-Level students and a vague plan. Now we've got a high-street shop in Oldham, 27 young people coming through, 50+ volunteers, and a room full of refurbished kit going to people who need it.

I'm still the nerdy kid who found his people in maker spaces and hackathons. I'm just building the version of that I wish had existed when I was growing up.