My father was Greek Cypriot, my Mum is Welsh, and they met at an Irish dance in London! Dad hardly spoke English – I don’t know how they communicated. There were a lot of mix-ups. For example, she thought he was very wealthy because he had a gold tooth! But they married after three months. I was born in Wales, but we eventually moved to London, where Dad had a beautiful hairdressing business. He used to do Princess Margaret’s hair.
When we came to Australia in 1951, to be a ladies hairdresser was considered a bit ‘poofy’ and . . .