Looking back at my teenage self, I remember her being a force of nature, quite headstrong, quite difficult, very fun loving.
I loved my friends more than life itself. For the purpose of writing my book, I dug out my old diary. I wrote a lot about wanting to travel, wanting to be in the world, wanting to be what I considered free. Free from my parents, free from school – I was certainly outwardly, hungry for more. And I was quite ‘rules are made to be broken’. I was hoping for a very big life, a fun life, a full life.
I went to boarding school in Scotland.
I loved making art, but because I got good grades in other subjects I was encouraged to do law. When I…
