You could say I was born left.
As a baby my mother utilized my infant cuteness for political brownie points. She still enjoys pulling out an old dominion post photo of me looking smug in the office of the then Prime Minister, Sir Geoffrey Palmer, with his chocolate biscuit stash smeared all over my face.
I was put to use on the campaign trail as soon as I could walk
The progeny of my staunch unionist/feminist mum and Alliance Party candidate dad, I was put to use on the campaign trail as soon as I could walk. Looking back on my childhood I feel like half of it was spent leafleting for Alliance and the other half being a door-to-door feijoa saleskid.
So being a ‘leftie’ wasn’t really a choice. Raised by a collection of activists, feminists, and politicians, I absorbed my leftism like a solar panel soaking in UV…
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