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Sticks and Stones
Social interaction when I was growing up was a picnic at the beach where face-Ââ€time was the norm and Facebook was yet to be invented! Everyone I knew,was â€˜adopted' as part of my extended family and was lovingly referred to as 'Aunty' or â€˜Uncle'. I remember boasting that I had two surrogate mothers - my Aunty Fairuz and my Aunty Souad - at my first wedding in London!