I was in total agony and blacking out every now and again. The most heart-breaking sounds were cries of children all around me.
I couldn’t get to any of them and then the cries would stop.
My last memory of Simon is seeing him on the bungalow roof and thinking: ‘He’s a better swimmer than me, he’ll be OK.’ I heard him shout my name and I shouted his name and then I was out in the water, clinging to a roof seeing nothing but water.
After the first wave hit, there was a second wave and I was in the water.
I was just 15 when I was talent-spotted in Prague and then two years later I was asked to go to work in Milan. At the time I didn’t realise either were a particularly big deal.