My name is Maria, and I am much older than I would like to be now, and much older than I feel. Because in my heart I am still the freedom loving hippy chick I used to be in my later teens. And I miss the days spent in that hippy commune with my best friend Clare, where a load of other cool dudes hung out. But the philosophy of that place has stayed with both of us ever since.
Both Clare and I grew up together, lived in the same street and went to the same schools. We have been lifelong friends since early childhood. We were raised in a time of strict rules and an excess of moral judgement