My life growing up was all about community. I lived on a housing scheme, similar to what they would probably call a council estate. Everyone knew my name for good and bad reasons 😂. My mum was a teacher and my dad a headmaster and a pastor, so the entire parish and sometimes neighbouring parishes from both directions knew my name. It caused stress sometimes and I was a feisty little girl who many hated to love and loved to hate. I couldn't do anything without word getting back to my parents.

I still maintain that community thing and used to be friendly with neighbours. It took me forever here in the Uk, to get used to living on a street and not knowing everyone's name.

It's a different world now.