Young, English, with an accent that forever makes it sound like he's speaking with a mouthful of marbles. He's the one on the site holding the ladder, or watching you dig.
But he's entertaining in his own right, He juggled hammers for us while we all watched, until one struck him squarely in the hardhat.
And there was the time he tried to pull a piece of red-hot tie wire out of a chuck of ice he was melting with his tiger torch...
Now you're watching as he straddles a piece of rebar, feet planted firmly on a concrete form, 20 feet in the air, rebar jutting into his ass while he mimes some offensive tomfoolery for us.
And I find myself thinking "What could possibly go wrong now...?"