I knew the minute I saw her. 19 years on, we’re still ‘firefly friends’ – Sydney Morning Herald

Part of it was purely aesthetics. She looked like nobody Id seen in my faraway hometown: choppy, unruly pink hair; thick-rimmed glasses; flip flops despite the cold; a mischievous smile. She was somehow both urbane and hippie. I was smitten.
You were great up there! I said to her after the show, as she boarded the womens minibus home. She proceeded to persuade the driver to let me on as the token man, and took me under her wing.
That was 19 years ago in Britain. She was one of the first people…

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