Creativity has been such a vital and central part of my life, today I was reflecting on why. I was a lonely child, I had severe hearing loss that made ordinary communication difficult. Indeed often the words used were not ones of interest or encouragement. There was a definite template in my family and school life, and I didn’t fit. As children do, I assumed this must be my fault, everyone else seemed to abide by these unquestioned and to my mind, blatantly unfair rules. There was a route available to me, an underground path where I could be weird and safe at the same time – my creativity. I understood none of this on a conscious level but instinctively I knew I’d found something precious, worth defending.