At 16 I was in an all-girls boarding school in High Wycombe. I did have some good friends there, but mainly I hated it. Everyone wore exactly the same stripy skirts. I wish I could say I was a rebel, wearing latex, but I was definitely trying to fit in. I wasn’t a tragic sad case, but the whole time I felt I just wasn’t like the others. I would say to my 16-year-old self, in a couple of years it’s going be good that you don’t fit in here. This is the only place that it matters that you don’t fit in. The minute you leave, this is going to be a massive advantage.
I was born in Hong Kong and my little brother was born in Borneo. And we lived in the Middle East. My first school was in Beirut – I remember soldiers firing on the beach and the school bus being held
