THE fact that I’m a twin has definitely defined me! As a tiny premature baby I spent my first six weeks in a noisy incubator, and I’ve got dodgy hearing. I’m a chatterbox, too, and it started in the womb, apparently, because twins interact and make noises over the top of each other.
I blame my worst personality trait, interrupting people, on duetting with my brother before I was even born as I’m one of those people who constantly chimes in! My brother and I were also born on the hottest day of the year – something my mother never quite forgave us for. Needless to say, he was the pretty one with the curly hair and long eyelashes, so everyone thought he was the girl. I resembled Sir Winston Churchill – and some would say I still do!
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August 08, 2020