Susie's time as a war correspondent seems to have been pre-ordained: as a child, she was "mesmerised" by war and disaster on TV. She had a comfortable start to life in Edinburgh (her father was a doctor) and a New Zealand connection, with her Granny born here. This led to her growing up eating melting moments, unheard of in Scotland. School was a mixed bad - there's an anecodte about how truly bad at maths she was, how awful the teacher was, and yet the same teacher was great to her in history: balance reporting! Sadly, as puberty struck, her body was not very co-operative: what started out as extreme period pain was later discovered to be endometriosis and took 25 years to finally be sorted.
Her school life was terrible - she struggled with Virginia Woolf, until "one day it all cracked open", she wrote a paper so good her teacher had it read to class but that led to bullying by her classmates so bad she bombs out on all her exams. While the school had vowed it was taking her complaints very seriously, the bullies were ultimately protected (she was told she could hit them!) because their grades would enhance the school's reputation. But by the time she writes the book, Susie says this was the best thing that ever happened to her, as it set her on a path to theatre studies and broadcasting. She has a triump at the Edinburgh Fringe and won't let hospitalisation stop her performing her show at the London Central School of Sppech and Drama.
Teaching at Eton as part of her course, she has to tell one boy off because he's been a dick: it's only Prince William. Back in London, she's out with a mate when she sees a bloke and knows immediately "that's him" - her first and only love. Even funner, he's the very bloke her friend wanted to set her up with. After just two dates, they were long-distance: she has a job reading the news in Edinburgh (ten minutes after arriving at the station!). This developed into a national newsreader role and then the British Forces Broadcasting Services and being embedded at the front in Iraq.
The six weeks she spends here are dealt with in a handful of pages - perhaps because she has trouble talking about them. She does mention the difficulties in maintaining privacy in this very male environment and finishes by saying the "surreal is made mundane", with a list of examples - such as the tanks pulling down Saddam Hussein statues. Her attitude is to say yes to everything - even if she's asked if she can ride a horse, "the answer might actually be no on that particular day" but she can learn.
In civillian life, she has trouble re-adjusting (the "world's volume is turn down too low"), and goes to a sequence of war and disaster zones (Susie is taken by the beauty of Kabul, despite the decades of war). The news room motto was "it lookes horrendous - we must go there"! I think 2006 marks the end of this part of her life: after much carelessness on the part of the medical profession, she finally gets an operation to deal to her endo, comes to New Zealand on holiday and immediately feels at home here. Her first baby is born in the UK, and again the medical profession is awful to her - so many attacks on how she's not feeding the baby properly, even though things are rather out of her control.
Once here, Susie was a fill in presenter on a couple of shows on RNZ, then co hosted Morning Report for 8 years. She recounts one episode I still remember vividly: the night of the Kaikoura earthquake, which shook up the Wellington studio. Vicki McKay was doing the overnight show and held things together wonderfully, but I'm sure she felt a lot better when Susie came in early to join her.
I'd say the part of the book I liked most was through to her starting her broadcasting career - there are great stories. After that, the momentum picks up.