At the age of five he told his mother he wanted to be a herpetologist when he grew up. Now it’s several years and many strange pets later, and although fate and the influence of his better and much more reasonable half have led him to a safer and more profitable vocation, his love of all animals great and small remains the same.

 

When he’s not working or spending time with Jill and the rest of their pack of five – six if you count the tortoise – you might find him at the gym or riding his bicycle. If he’s not doing any of those things he’s either at Abigail’s or Flyover with Jill, or he’s in the office cleaning snake cages.