I was cleaning out the pigsty at a farm in Wales, where my mother had rented a room, when the results of my final school exam were handed to me by the postman, along with the news that I had a state scholarship to Oxford. I had waited for this letter for so many weeks that I had abandoned hope, deci
“I worked as a secretary, a waitress and a dance teacher - all in high school.”
“It only seems that there is something more important for you to do than to just quietly be yourself.”