He’s served a knickerbocker glory sundae to Whitney Houston, played in an international football tournament in Canada and camped high in doomed trees in the way of the M77 extension through Glasgow’s Southside.
Danny Alderslowe’s life has been nothing if not colourful, I soon discover over a cuppa in his home just outside Gatehouse.
He spent a handful of years “woofing” round Europe by bike, for example – and considered living on the continent until the pull of Scotland became too strong.
