The 6th of August was one of those landmark days for me as it is the day, at 24 years old, that I left Sydney, my home, my job, my friends and family, to move to London. I didn’t know how it would turn out, if I would last, if I would even enjoy it, if I could be self sufficient. But here I am, six years on, still here, and very happy in my decision to leap, to give it a go and see what happened.
For many years, at least 7 or 8, my mother and I have been trying to track down a teacher that I had in primary school who I found so inspiring. Continue reading “Tracking down my inspiration”