Charles, with his inexhaustible supply of energy, is rooting for Arsenal when he isn’t motivating his own team.

A pity his enthusiastic approach doesn’t work with fish – despite numerous attempts, he has yet to catch a trout, let alone a salmon.  Although he did catch a piranha during his first trip up the Amazon and is now known as "the white Huaorani" following his second adventure in search of undiscovered tribes in the jungles of Ecuador.

Having survived his first London marathon in a vain attempt to get fit, he spent time in the jungles of Papua with the stone-age Korowai and Kombai, none of whom had ever seen a white man before.  Although practising cannibals, he was clearly too tough for their taste and survived the adventure - narrowly avoiding a native tempted to shoot his bow and arrow first and ask questions later! 

In search of truly undiscovered people, he was temporarily kidnapped in Mamberamo by an unknown tribe where he found that not all natives are friendly.  Undeterred, he went hunting with the Yanomami in Venezuela at the end of 2007 where he got eaten alive by mosquitos and nasty little nigwas and leeches.  In 2008, with his wife to be, he tried his hand at climbing steep hills firstly in Kashmir and then in Bhutan where he met the King before climbing 18,000 feet to see what altitude sickness felt like.  An unexpected 40 kilometer hike in the snow (abandoned by a guide who was lost) nearly ended badly.

A return trip to the Korowai in 2009 saw Charles going native as bemused natives pierced his nose with a stick – leaving his fiancée far from amused.  Honeymooning last year with the Australian aborigines has not ended his quest for adventure. 2012 will see him heading off with his back-pack and machete to play in a remote jungle somewhere.