Barbara Harmer

London, 1968. Fifteen-year-old Barbara Harmer walked out of school for the last time with no qualifications, no university plans, and no clear path forward.She got a job cutting hair in a salon. It was respectable work. Steady income. A career many people would have been grateful for.But every time a plane flew overhead, Barbara looked up.She couldn’t have articulated it then—

London, 1968. Fifteen-year-old Barbara Harmer walked out of school for the last time with no qualifications, no university plans, and no clear path forward.She got a job cutting hair in a salon. It was respectable work. Steady income. A career many people would have been grateful for.But every time a plane flew overhead, Barbara looked […]