James, as in James Falconer, (not James Bond), is also referred to as ‘the duRon’, ‘Ronnie’, ‘the Tall One’, ‘Jimmie’ or simply ‘Reach of a Sick Dog-boy’. He is a man of many talents. One of these is his ability to paint ceilings without the use of a ladder, and another is his ability to attend an entire evening’s wort… Read more

James, as in James Falconer, (not James Bond), is also referred to as ‘the duRon’, ‘Ronnie’, ‘the Tall One’, ‘Jimmie’ or simply ‘Reach of a Sick Dog-boy’. He is a man of many talents. One of these is his ability to paint ceilings without the use of a ladder, and another is his ability to attend an entire evening’s worth of Italian opera - without passing out. Known to his climbing friends as ‘The Supreme Crimpmaster’, he not surprisingly has an unreasonable talent to ascend vertical walls using nothing but matchstick edges for hand holds. The fact that he can bypass several of these at any one time, due to his immense reach, has led him to wrongly believe that everything he’s climbed must be 1 or 2 grades easier than what it is given. This, combined with the rather unique Moonarie grading scale (his favourite cliff), means that he has probably climbed 2 grades harder than anything he tells you…. That is, unless it is 30 degrees or more overhanging, in which case he suggests, you can subtract 2! This self proclamation of not being able to climb anything remotely steep belies his profound love for 55 degree overhanging wooden boards, a training device which is one of his great loves, after of course his two other great loves: a lovely lady named Claire, and a lovely bottle named Ardbeg… His love of a good malt whiskey is legendary, as is his love for a good curry, so much so that he has even gone to the extent of attending some cooking classes, to perfect his ability at making the perfect ‘garlic naan’. One-time underwear model, wearer of hot red dresses, and even hotter black underwear, he has at times ‘come out of his shell’ and surprised all present, not least of whom was one of his dear friends, whilst changing into the aforementioned garment. Yet despite all this, he is a suit-wearer by day, a necessary requirement in light of his chosen profession, that of telling people what is right, and what is wrong – a skill which he has mastered through years of practice, mainly at dinner tables.