How did I end up
trying to learn to skateboard in my thirties? Well it’s one of those
serendipitous stories. I had been living in London for four years trying
unsuccessfully to launch my journalism and photography career. Eventually I had
had enough and reluctantly decided to move back to Dublin to recoup and revise
my plans. I needed to find a job
quickly to pay the bills and after dozens of applications and a couple
interviews I inadvertently found myself working in sales support for an
American skateboard shoe and clothing distribution company, Podium Distribution, whose European HQ
is based in Dublin. I had actually never heard of the brands they did, I was
only familiar with the mainstream skateboard shoe brands Vans and DC. I wasn’t
exactly overjoyed at the prospects of working in sales support again but I was
intrigued that I would be working for a company that distributed skateboard
shoes.
Within a few
weeks of working there I found myself reminiscing about my childhood fascination
with skateboarding. I got my first skateboard when I was about 11 or 12. It was
from a toy shop and I remember it vividly. It had a black deck and plastic
trucks, hot pink plastic nose and tail guard, rails, and wheels. (I’m trying to
locate a photo of it but haven’t been able to find one yet. It was a typical
80’s skateboard set-up). I did a little bit of rolling around on it, rolling
down hills in car parks and parks, but as there was absolutely no skateparks in
Ireland then and I didn’t know anybody else who I could skateboard with, I
never got any further than rolling around. I grew up in what I always joke about being ‘the most boring
suburb in Dublin’ Booterstown. The
average age of our neighbours was around 80 and there was hardly any other
children living there. This being Ireland I also went to an all-girls primary,
and secondary school and none of the other girls where interested in
skateboarding.
By the time I was
a teenager I had stopped, but I always retained a fondness for skateboarding. I
would drop into skateboard shops every now and then just to look at the decks,
and watch people skating whenever I got the chance. When I was 24 myself and my then partner bought skateboards
on a whim in a toy shop one day and spent a few weeks rolling around empty car
parks for a bit of a laugh but that didn’t last long and it soon ended up in my
parents shed (and eventually got thrown out in a skip during a clear out). I hadn’t been near a skateboard since
and I never really thought I’d end up trying to take it up again, but being
surrounded by skateboard shoes and skateboarders in my current job has
motivated me to give it a go once more, and this time I’m serious about it! So
here I am at 34 and a half years old, learning to skateboard.