In 2005, I moved on. My on-off partner of eight years was finally off the day before we were moving into a new home, but I started in a new life in a new town, Port Talbot, anyway. My confidence was low, but I knew my new home from visits. My uncle was a cab driver there.
I can’t even remember why we were at the hospital one day, but it was a day that changed my life. I needed to call a cab. Even though my mum and uncle had fallen out, it felt safer to call the firm my uncle worked for, in the Neath/Port Talbot area.