I'm a 38-year-old Scotsman, shaping young minds as a Physical Education teacher during the day and dedicating the remaining hours to my Labradors. Picture a charming farm where adventures unfold amid picturesque fields, enchanting woods, and rolling hills—a scene straight from a Scottish storybook.

In my scarce free moments, amid the unyielding Scottish weather, I seek solace atop a big hill, surrounded only by nature and my loyal Labradors. This morning, I ventured to the beach to enjoy a solitary sunrise with the dogs, braving the brisk minus 5°C in normal Scottish beach attire - Sherpa lined DryRobe, wooly hat, gloves .. Yet, we had it all to ourselves - worth it! As the cold intensifies and snowfall persists, I find myself now, cozied up with two Labradors nestled close beside me, indulging in the timeless charm of 'What About Bob.' Can't go wrong with a bit of Bill Murray, can I?

Now, at 38, I'm in a fierce battle against the relentless march of time. My once sprightly metabolism, living the fitness enthusiast's dream, now demands extra effort at the gym—a ritual to defy aging. It's not just a battle against a widening waistline; it's an all-out war! Though, let's be honest, this winter has me under its cold, dark spell. Who isn't a bit under the cosh at this time of year?

When the dogs finally doze off, I delve into a newfound passion—writing. Venturing into the realm of published works, I'm orchestrating my next literary escapade, filled with quirks and characters stumbling off the pages. It's a creative outlet, not quite Dickens or Shakespearean jibberish, but a fun endeavor.

Now, let's be honest that appearances matter in the world. When it comes to my own look, loveable but rough around the edges; envision a 38-year-old Scotsman with a shaved head. The facial frontier, however, witnesses a perpetual struggle—a beard aspiring to hipster Viking magnificence, hastily trimmed due to the frustration of scraggly unruliness, and the whole amusing cycle repeats. Because, let's face it, appearances matter in the world, even if they come with a hint of comedic chaos. Feel free to share your thoughts or brace yourself for a cascade of unsolicited dog photos—I'm proudly generous with those.