The Catcher in the Rye by J. D. Salinger, Shakespeare’s Macbeth and every Archie comic I’ve ever read.

It depends on who has the most luxurious villa with air-conditioning.

Running around naked through the sprayer in your parents’ backyard.

Being a start-up member of Business Maverick in 2019 and attending The Citi Journalistic Excellence Award programme at the Colombia School of Journalism in New York in 2010

Dazed and Confused, High Fidelity and Pretty Woman

Nobody. I have enough trouble just getting out of my own.

Poachers, puppy-mills and people who believe everything they hear and read

I don’t forget anything. Ever.

I texted twelve people in the last ten minutes.

Trust me that will be way too much information.

Every woman that has ever survived and stood up to gender-based violence and/or any form of abuse

Politics, propaganda and poor public disclosure

Seafood platter from Restaurante Parreirinha in La Rochelle, a bottle of Wolftrap Red and tub of Blueberry Cheesecake Ice Cream. And some stretchy pants.

Probably petted something I shouldn’t have.

Working in public relations

Fake news, bots or my mother attempting online shopping or internet banking.

“Out, out, brief candle!

Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage

And then is heard no more: it is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing.” Macbeth

Common sense

Rhino Horn, Abalone and Pangolins

Never having to change a tyre, a lightbulb or a plug.