Never was I the sort of little girl that admitted to liking anything remotely girly, shiny or sparkly. My childhood hero was Sheena Queen of The Jungle, a fierce warrioress feared by men who could speak to animals. There was no time to waste on flounce and gloss when days were already kept busy by splitting…
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