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Wow, I thought – I’m always barefoot, I walk over rocks and hot bitumen – I’ll be a great ballerina.

I read with mounting excitement the bit where Anna’s mother tells her that to be a great dancer, her feet needed to be super tough – she had to be able to walk on stones and other rough ground if she was to cope with the rigours of classical ballet. When I was a little girl, my mother gave me a book about Anna Pavlova.