Hiv/aids Has No Boundaries.

I Have Always Felt A Little Homeless. It's A Strange Thing.

I Had A Number Of Different Labels. A Lot Of People Assumed I Was Gay Because I Was Wearing A Man's Suit, And One Had To Learn That It's Ok, People Will Do That, And You Don't Always Have To Explain It One Hundred Percent, Because They're Never Going To Accept What Your Own Interpretation Is. It's All Illusory.

There's So Much Stigma Around Hiv/aids. It's A Challenging Issue, And The People That Already Have Been Tested And Know Their Status Find It Very, Very Hard To Disclose Their Status, To Live With That Virus, And To Even Seek Out The Kind Of Information They Need. This Experience Of Going To South Africa A Decade Ago Really Woke Me Up To The Scale Of The Hiv/aids Pandemic In Sub-saharan Africa, How It Was Affecting Women And Their Children. I Haven't Been Able To Walk Away From It.

Success Breeds The Excitement To Continue Going.

Although I Have Lived In London, I Have Never Really Considered London My Home Because It Was Always Going To Be A Stopping-off Point For Me, And It Has Been Too.