Luke Pryor

This is me, and this is where I write stuff.

I'm 31 years old and I live in North London (zone 2).

I work for a software company - BPM Logic - which I started with a couple of friends, Jim and Bev. They went to Christ Church, Oxford with my brother, Ben.  Some of you may know him.  He gets around.

We like going to Val d'Isère in the winter, and Lourdes in the Summer - you might have seen us there.  It's a lot of fun.

We said goodbye to our family several years ago - instead we've got the best extended family in the world.  You know who you are... thanks for everything;  I wouldn't trade you for anything.

Some shit I might've done:

Snorkelled with a whale shark and a manta ray; swam with freshwater crocodiles; fed a saltwater crocodile; seen where the Indian and Southern Oceans meet; missed an opportunity; crashed a car; watched the stromatolites birthing life; seen the staircase to the moon in Broome; blown up a car in Melbourne; won some money on the Melbourne Cup; learnt to dive in Ningaloo Reef; watched a reef shark defend it's territory off the Navy Pier; made too much noise in a caravan; and a tent; been on a night dive on the Great Barrier Reef; been inappropriate with someone in a crowded hostel room; slept in a hostel lounge on New Years day; dined alone; walked up a glacier; snowboarded off-piste down the side of a glacier; handbrake-turned on an unsealed road; seen a cassowary; bumped into an old friend; learnt to ski whilst pissed; snowboarded on Mount Charleston; broke someone's heart; got a degree; shot handguns in Las Vegas; spent too much money in Crazy Horse Too; prayed; drank a bar dry of mudshakes; danced on tables; had a stripper recognise you in London; driven a 4x4 across the sand on Fraser Island; swam with dolphins; worked for a bank; hit 150mph in northern France; bumped into a school friend at 5am in Secrets; spent too much money on a car; raced my brother to Val d'Isère on a bike via the Eurostar... and lost; believed in God; learnt to surf in Byron Bay; been to Lourdes... a lot; driven across most of London's bridges with the top down and a smile on my face; fallen in love; jumped out of a plane; thrust down a gorge on a boogie board with fins and a mask; eaten in a Michelin starred restaurant... a few times; become an apostate; been canyoning in Italy; had a random snog; chickened out of a bungy jump; sang a song in a bar and forgot the words; driven through several police roadblocks in San Sebastien just because Ben's spanish was pretty good; been mountain biking in Chamonix; cycled to work; missed my dinner to watch the most amazing sunset in Fiji; fainted when a needle was stuck in my arm; written a blog before it became cool; been to La Tomatina in Buñol; spent €300 on one shot; stayed in a fucking nice hotel; bought a diamond ring for someone; raced a Honda NSX when I shouldn't have done; shopped at IKEA; watched Johnny Wilkinson kick the World Cup winning drop goal in the rugby World Cup final in NYC then watched the sun rise directly across 43^rd street; been to a NY Giants game at the Meadowlands and then at Wembley; watched the Giants win a Superbowl on TV and shouted far too loud; started a company; been to a football game – Plymouth Argyll; written a sonnet; been to the top of the Empire State Building; jumped off a bridge in Hossigor; babysat a friend's kids; drank too much; been to the Chinese Mann Theatre in Hollywood and seen the stars on the sidewalk; been on a date and then not called; been a saisonnaire without doing a season; been to the Hong Kong Sevens; experienced Haloween in New York; picked up a drunk friend and given him a lift home; jumped in Hampstead ponds on Christmas day; Drank from a Methusela on New Year's Day; flown to Dublin just for a Billy Joel concert; been a mentor to someone; read Shakespeare at a wedding; held my godson in my arms and told him to not grow up like me; had a great chat with my dying godfather; laughed at my mother's funeral; got to know my father through his letters; told my brother that I love him.