Well I was born 31 years ago in Chester, United Kingdom with Club Feet to a wonderfullying loving set of parents who never took no for an answer. My father at the time was in the Royal Air Force and I am not 100% sure what my mother was doing, but I guess she was married to the air force too in some way. I am not sure what happenedto me, but I guess during my gestation I got a cramped in there, perhaps it was because I was a heavy baby (not sure of my weight when born) or perhaps something else happened, but I was born with Club Feet. To this day I am not sure what this truly means, other than when I go and visit specialists they say I was horribly butchered and if I was born today things would not have been done the same way as they were done 31 years ago. Perhaps it was the lack of education in those days, but one thing I am grateful for is that I can stand on my own two feet (although not always pain free) and try to do everything any person can do. I am hoping that this blog will help me try and understand the things I went through when I was a youngster, the pain my parents went through watching me grow up not being the same as the other kids in the parks and schools and one day help other people in situations like myself. As I continue to write down my thoughts I hope I can help others, but I am hoping to help myself more than anything else. This is not going to be a hard luck story, I am very grateful for what the people have done for me in my past and look forward to the future.