When I was little I would get lost in the adventures of The Famous Five.
Their lives were a world away from mine but that didn’t matter. To be honest, I didn’t even notice.
Because there was George. A tomboy.
And to that, I could relate.
Suddenly, it didn’t matter if I didn’t fit in. It was okay to be different to the others around me and I didn’t need to conform.
I could be adventurous, brave, clever, part of a group, have fun and still just...