When I was 17 we lost our father, it was very sudden and a massive shock…. I want to be able to speak about this in more detail in future blog posts, as I don’t think enough of us are open about this subject…. later that same year, my brother Tim, who’s my next older sibling and I went away travelling. We backpacked around New Zealand for a few months, lived in a youth hostel in Sydney, Australia for a couple of years. I went on to live in Vancouver Canada for a while, then we met up again and spent three Summers / Winters in Magaluf & Andorra where my brother worked as a holiday rep, and I worked as a club resident DJ.
This experience of travelling together really cemented our bond, and after losing our dad, it was Tim who became my father figure.
When we both returned to the UK, we lived back at home with our mother, we both worked first as residential social workers in Children’s homes, then Tim worked as a support worker with Asylum Seekers & Refugees, I worked as a youth mentor at the same organisation for a few years.
This is where our paths started to take different directions, in 2007 I landed a dream job as a resident DJ for Ministry of Sound in Hurghada Egypt. I was there for three amazing years, DJing 6 nights a week, had the time of my life, and made some lifelong friendships.
Tim stayed in the UK for a while but then also got itchy feet, he set of to be a holiday rep again for a few years, working in Switzerland and Austria, he said these were some of the best years of his life.
He eventually came back home again, and for 1 year we were both living back at home with our mother, this was from 2011 – 2012.
This is when I found love, which is a whole story in itself, and my favourite! I will be sharing this story in my blog at some point, so get ready for some soppy Wax Worx!
Tim stayed on living at home with our mother, he got away for the trip of his life in 2013, visiting our homeland of Myanmar (Burma) which is where our father was born and raised until the 2nd world war broke out and he and the family had to leave, yes, another story!
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