Sandy Star, 47, London
Touching down at Heathrow Airport, I felt excitement zip through me.
‘Home, sweet home,’ I smiled. It was Jannarv 2019 and after two fab years working as a personal trainer in Dubai, I’d moved back to Blighty.
I wanted to be nearer to my son, then 20, and my family and friends.
I’d saved a month’s salary, expecting to get work easily.
But, at every interview, I was turned down... After 20 years in the fitness /industry, they told me I was overqualified.
‘It’s not fair,’ I groaned to my mum, then 72, as I asked her for help with my rent.
It was humiliating, borrowing from my mum at the age of 44.
That February, I got chatting to a mate.
‘Have you tried webcamming?’…
