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At Primary School one of the first things I learnt was to run, having bright ginger hair, freckles and being the only redhead in a primary school of hundreds of kids I quickly worked out I needed to either learn how to fight or just run quicker and as I had no father, no brothers […] I was around 4 or 5 when my mum and I found ourselves almost homeless sitting on a bench seat at a bus stop on Crittenden Road in Findon South Australia with nothing for dinner except a tin of preserved cherries that Mum had bought for us initially for dessert. […] |
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