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My hairbrush made a really good microphone as I pranced about in front of my full-length mirror singing ‘Holiday’ by Madonna. It didn’t matter that I probably sounded more like a cat with a toothache because I was going to be an international pop star!

Of course I was!

Or South London’s answer to the next big Hollywood movie star or perhaps a model instead. But not a catwalk one. I’d be one of the girls prancing about in black and white photo stories in teenage magazines. Now that’s a good career, I thought, especially as it would probably come with an unlimited supply of Jackie magazines!

I admit it. I was a dreamer. In fact I still am. There’s nothing wrong with imagining yourself on a sunny beach – as you sit on a miserable wet bench waiting for the bus. There’s nothing wrong with wondering, while you stand in line at the supermarket, what it would feel like to run your own business. There’s nothing unrealistic about telling your child a story and then thinking about what it would be like to train as a teacher.

There’s absolutely no reason why you shouldn’t reach for a star – or two. And I hope that by reading about my journey you will begin to believe that with plenty of work, determination and a bit of dreaming, anything can be possible.

Lola Jaye, 2008