Dear Younger Alice,
It’s not often you get a chance to write to your younger self, and there is probably a great deal I could tell you about (such as the delights of having a mortgage), but I won’t bore you with all that now. Instead, I will settle with telling you not to worry, pause, and enjoy being young, because quite simply you don’t do enough of that and you may regret it a little.
I know that when you were 10 years old, you wanted to be a Doctor on Tuesdays, a Ballerina on Wednesdays and the Prime Minister on Thursdays. Well, I can tell you that thankfully none of that happened. Instead, you became a lawyer, which is something I know you never considered being whilst growing up (one of the few professions that you didn’t!), you have a fantastic partner (whom you are getting married to soon) and you have a brilliant support network of family and close friends.