I spent the first few years of my life rummaging forests and attempting to build dams across rushing rivers at the foot of the Swiss mountains. It is no wonder that my mother made us wear what she called ‘play clothes’...

I was once offered a chance to work with people in prison. I jumped at it. It wasn't because I was some adrenaline junkie, seeking thrills in a hopeless place.

If you type ‘beautiful women’ into a Google image search, it’s likely that the results will feature a myriad of young, slim, white women with a golden tan, narrow straight nose, soft pouty lips and long wavy hair.