When I think about growing up as a young child here in New Zealand, sunscreen was not something that was really—well, back in my day—hugely popular or even used. My memory as a child of sun protection was zinc—zinc across the cheeks and across the nose—and it's interesting how certain items and smells you associate with summer and things like that. So it was zinc for me, as a child, and then, as I got older, it was the baby oil and the coconut oil that came out—sitting on the school seat at lunchtime, and roasting ourselves in it. I am quite a fair-skinned person, so you can just imagine how that turned out. I never turned out this beautiful golden-brown tanned colour that I had anticipated. I always went red and peeled, however.