More Than Just A Name
Radio in the Blood
Radio hasn't just been a career — it's been a lifelong passion since age 4. From those early days of being mesmerized by the voices on the airwaves to broadcasting for BFBS (British Forces Broadcasting Service), multiple RSL stations, and MW operations, radio is in the DNA.
Manchester Born & Bred
Growing up between Limerick and Manchester from age 10 to 16, those formative years were spent living and breathing the city. From the '70s through the '80s, '90s, and 2000s — witnessing punk, Madchester, Britpop, and everything in between. This isn't borrowed nostalgia. This is lived experience.
This station isn't just a business venture or a hobby. It's a lifeline. After a devastating work accident that left me with limited use of my right foot, four operations, and then an aggressive cancer diagnosis that required half my nose to be removed, I needed something to fight for.
When my father was dying, I traveled from France to see him — but arrived too late. The grief, the physical pain, the depression and anxiety — it all threatened to consume everything. I come from a large family of 7 boys and 2 girls, and losing both parents while dealing with my own health battles was almost too much to bear.
But on the day I buried my father, I walked past the gardens and the old building in Manchester. And something clicked. This heritage — Piccadilly Radio, the sound of Manchester, the station that defined generations — it couldn't just fade away. It needed protecting. It needed someone who truly cared.
So I launched myself into this project. Not for profit. Not for fame. But to save myself, to develop something meaningful, and to protect this legacy for future generations to respond to and enjoy. For the last two years, this station has kept me busy, kept me sane, and given me purpose under tremendous pressure.
This is more than radio. This is survival. This is legacy. This is love.