I cannot remember where we went for our tap and ballet classes, but it was in Crawley when I was around 6 or 7 years old. I remember one Christmas we were doing a show and I was a dalmatian. At the end the teacher was handing out chocolates as a well done to everyone who had performed. She would not let me take a second to give to my younger sister as she had been scared and refused to go out on stage. I do not recall if I gave her my chocolate or not, but it’s unlikely.

(Holly is now curator of Crawley Museums)