Trustworthy

Paul is one of the few men I’d trust with my life. He was the kind of kid you’d ask to hold your ice-cream cone while you tied your shoe laces. If you need someone to confide in, he’s like Jack Bauer – even torture won’t convince him to give up your secrets. Unfortunately, however, the same can’t be said about me. So, here are some of the more colourful aspects of Paul’s past...