I was basically brought up in my parents’ Chinese Malaysian restaurant in Mooroopna near Shepparton. All my sisters and I worked there. We joke about it, but it was a bit like child labour – like I was a baby bringing out the lemon chicken from the kitchen!
The restaurant was our second home. We would sleep there when Mum and Dad were working, play Barbies on mattresses, and fight over who had to take the order to the customers because we wanted to watch Home and Away! Later on, I’d be constantly interrupted from my studies . . .