When I moved to Brighton from London in 1995, I was struck by what I thought of as its townliness. A town, it seemed to me, was that perfect place to live, neither city nor country, both of which like to think they are light years apart but actually have a great deal in common.
For me, just being on the cover of a magazine wasn't enough. I began to think, what value is there in doing something in which you have no creative input?
After feminism, I suddenly realised: not everyone has to live the same way. Imagine that!
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