Psychologies

“DON’T GIVE UP… GO AT YOUR OWN PACE”

I grew up in a village called Skelmanthorpe in Yorkshire. There were only the four of us in my family and we were really close. My ambition as a child was always to be an actress, even before I could articulate it. I’m a 1982 baby, so I was blessed with a decade of incredible cinema that the whole community could enjoy. From the second the kids slid down the waterslide in The Goonies and I realised that was someone’s job, I was sold.

so at school I was always really good. If

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