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Beauty School Rehab

I staggered off a plane in Hong Kong when I was twenty five years old, clutching the empty litre bottle of opium tincture (90% alcohol/10% opium) that I had needed to get me through the 20 hour journey. Admittedly I’d … Continue reading

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Boxing Hares

I’m in standard Boxing Day recovery mode. Dishevelled, half dressed, filled with self-loathing and body hate tempered with relief that I survived the celebrations with relationships intact and no major burn outs or disasters occurring. Christmas started with Carrie Fisher’s … Continue reading

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Lost in Transit

I began doing unpaid voluntary work in my early teens. I didn’t analyse why I started doing this. Perhaps it was altruism, pathological ‘caretaking’ behaviour or simply curiosity. Whatever the reasons, I enjoyed it and was strangely good at it. … Continue reading

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