I was finishing school around the time the Berlin Wall fell and studying German. The collapse of empires became something of a fascination. I studied ballet as a child and read lots of books about Anna Pavlova and the Mariinsky theatre so I also had this fascination with Russia. When I was deciding what I wanted to do after school, I considered studying either German and Japanese or German and Russian. Ultimately it depended on the prosaic matter of which country I’d saved up enough money to go to. So I flew to Moscow in December 1991 at New Year, right at the fall of the Soviet Union. It was just an incredible time, exhilarating, a completely new world. It was the first time people were allowed on Red Square to celebrate on New Year’s Eve. I went on to study in Krasnoyarsk, which had only been open to foreigners for a few years, and we were treated with such hospitality. After graduating, I worked for an English language newspaper in Moscow and became addicted to covering Russian news, but I had a general fear I didn’t fully understand what I was writing about, so I came back to the UK to study for an MA in Russian politics.
She is 100% not pro-Western.
