I’m Keiran.
Still building.
Plenty still to do.

I was cleaning shoes at the train station and washing cars as a kid. I even sold my paper-round job to someone else. There was always a way to make something happen.

Home life was chaotic. I left home at 15. I was finding my way in the world long before I had much idea of what that world would ask of me.

My ancestors were Travellers. It’s a heritage I’m proud of, and part of the story I carry with me.

At 15, people also began to mentor me. Someone saw something in me and gave me access to what they knew. That belief has stayed with me ever since.

My working life has taken me through property, holiday lets, co-working, studios, talent and stories. Different businesses. Different people. Twenty-five years of daily decisions, ambition and finding a way.

Building across different sectors taught me to look at the offer, the people and the commercial reality together. A good idea still needs a business around it.

And there have been losses. Including being pushed out of a business I had built. Being sacked from your own business is quite a thing to get your head around. The investors, the power dynamics, the feeling that something you created is no longer yours to steer.

I’ve litigated and been litigated against. I’ve navigated liquidations. And I’ve reckoned with myself. That part of the journey belongs here too.

I know what it feels like to walk into a room with power. I also know what it feels like to have it taken away.

I’ve had to make my own place in the world. That independence runs through the way I live and the way I do business.

I have ADHD. I can be hyper-aware and hypervigilant. There have been times when life has felt like living through the Blitz. Always something coming. Always something to deal with. Always needing to keep going.

My mental health has taken me to a place where I needed benefits. That belongs in this story just as much as the houses, the cars and the money.

I don’t arrive in a conversation with you pretending I’ve had a straight line through any of it.

I’ve lived with difficult family dynamics, including someone close to me struggling with drug addiction. I tried to save them.

Eventually, I had to recognise that I needed to step away and save myself. That was a hard thing to understand, let alone do.

Not every situation can be changed by giving more of yourself to it. Sometimes the decision is about what you can carry, and what you have to put down.

I’m growing now in ways I couldn’t always see before. I’ve changed. I’m learning to enjoy a very simple life, even while I’m building and wanting great things from my work.

I still have the drive. The ferocity. The belief that something extraordinary can happen. But I don’t want every day to feel like a battle I have to survive.

I like a bit of magic. Usually there is a person behind it, a conversation, an introduction or someone willing to pick up the phone. I make room for that.

Privilege, to me, is being alive. Having this mindset of growth. Keeping my generosity. Knowing that what I’ve been given is something to pay forward.

That’s who you get. Experience, instinct, appetite and an honest view. I’m still building. Bring me something worth getting stuck into.