Career change after economic crash renewed my sense of purpose
I wanted to be a fashion designer. But secondary school in 1970s Ireland was not exactly focused on anything other than the bank or civil service. If only I'd known how to study, I could be on a fat bonus and pension package or a mandarin in Leinster House, or both.
I eventually trained as an interior designer, when there were only 10 in the phone book.
The novelty of that wore off after I discovered I wasn't cut out for counselling – which is what a lot of interior design results in.