'Next year your parents will separate. Be good to your mother, she's doing her best. When you're 17, you'll have the chance to love someone spectacular. Don't let him go.' I can't think of a book, maybe Gatsby because it opened the door to classic literature for me, but I'm not sure I was ready for Gatsby at 10. I don't remember my favourite colour was but I remember it certainly wasn't orange so yes. When I see orange I feel... warm, like the sun on your arm through a car window on a summer afternoon, with singalong pop music playing and good people around you.








