I imagined these women marching for their rights while I was learning to walk, aspiring one day to follow in their footsteps.
Once you’ve decided what to do with your body hair and whether or not you want to wear make-up, there’s a lot of work to be done.
I’ve always liked making people laugh, I love writing, and a strange part of me has always wanted to talk in front of a load of strangers.
The sleepout really is only a small glimpse into what it’s like to sleep rough, and many people who do so, do so alone, and are sometimes subjected to violence as well as the stigma often associated with being homeless.
Loneliness is easy to feel, but hard to admit.
I ate delicious room service while watching telly on the super comfy bed and felt like Kevin McCallister in Home Alone 2, but without the potential kidnapping and excessively violent pranks.
One of my favourite things to do is to go on a charity shop crawl and stop for lunch in the middle.
Another memory from primary school was singing a song that had the lyrics ‘don’t drop litter, put it in the bin’. This was sometime around 1998, and the irony of the situation was yet to sink in.
I have become so engrained in your life that you don’t even know I’m here. You look right through me. You look at me and all you see is money – and you say I’m the material one.
And so I keep calm and carry on, while I put another cardigan on