It’s been 20 years, almost to the day, since I first met Nova Reid.

 

Back then, we were both in leotards, preparing to begin a course in musical theatre at a prestigious performing arts academy in London, and while I felt fat-arsed, shy and out of my depth, Reid shone. Little did it occur to me then, but she was also feeling out of place.

 

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