After years of working and waiting, countless months of heady anticipation, weeks of building excitement, and a not-too-shabby test event, the Paralympics have finally arrived.

Perhaps the question that I get asked more than any is whether my name is my real name. Well the answer is no but I never chose that name, it was chosen by the manager of a nightclub I was working at, at the time. The Club was Rafters in city centre Manchester and this is the story of my time there.