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When my parents named me after a Fleetwood Mac song, they did the world the dual favour of linking me inherently to the world of music, and telling everyone what they used to get jiggy to in the early 80's.

Grand.

The story nearly ended miserably when I discovered I had the musical ability of a soggy carrot (i.e. none - what noise can you make with a soggy carrot? Not even a squelch!) I was the only girl in year 7 who didn't make the choir, and shamefully I've never been able to whistle.

My only talents, it seemed, were being opinioned about everything and tying a lolly snake in a knot using only my tongue. While the latter has gotten me no further than my fair share of attention at parties, the former has become a nice foundation for combining my many loves - music, discussion, writing, arguing and having a good time, having a ball. So don't stop me now, coz I don't want to stop at all.