My autobiography was simply the story of my life.

I want my great-granddaughter to have a fairly good understanding of the world in which I lived for 81 years and also the world before I came into it - all the way back a hundred thousand years, to the beginning of our species.

But my dad also was a remarkable man, a good person, a principled individual, a man of integrity.

I lived in a country where I couldn't live where I wanted to live. I lived in a country where I couldn't go where I wanted to eat. I lived in a country where I couldn't get a job, except for those put aside for people of my colour or caste.

I come from a great family. I've seen family life and I know how wonderful, how nurturing, and how wonderful it can be.

I had two roles for which I compromised.

I was born two months early, and everyone had given up on me. But my mother insisted on my life.