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Ah, September! The month that brings back-to-school vibes even for those of us who’ve long graduated to adulting. For me, it means inspiring networking events and discovering new experiences ready for Christmas.
But hold your horses; let’s rewind. I never thought being an entrepreneur was an option, in fact, I dreamed of being a weather girl. After enduring a fair bit of family pressure, I found myself at Kings College London, dutifully studying geography. By week two I was met with textbooks the weight of door stops and a library that felt more like a labyrinth. Field trips where cagoules were mandatory. What I really wanted was a green screen and a pointy stick, not a compass and hiking boots!
I hung in there… until week six. I even switched universities for another subject (whatever that was has blissfully faded from memory), but I bailed on day one. That’s when I heard about our family tradition—dropping out of university. Apparently, higher education wasn’t on the cards for most of my family either.
After this brief university escapade, I floundered around London. I dabbled as a photographer’s agent, dabbled in PR, and felt pretty lost until I met my fabulous singing teacher. She was the head of music at LAMDA, a drama school in Earls Court, and suggested I might enjoy a two-year stint as a technical theatre student.
I thought, “Why not? It includes everything from lighting to stage fighting!” At this point I barely knew how to change a lightbulb.
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