Bricklayer, masseur, clay artist … Pat Wishart lets his hands do the talking.
AS PAT Wishart rose to greet me, I saw he had a back brace on. “I know a really good masseur if you need one,” I quipped. Because in fact Pat is that really good masseur. Not long after I met Pat, I put my back out and could hardly walk. The agony when I tried to change the gears in the car as I drove to his studio brought me to tears. As Pat worked on my back, he told me that he could almost see through the skin and visualise the musculature of a person. When I went back for my second appointment, I told him I felt like a fraud – my back problem had completely gone.


















