Oona King

Although I turned down the chance to appear on Dancing on Ice seven years in a row, I finally cracked.  You can see here how I got on.  I managed to stay upright during the live TV performances, but I unfortunately tripped up my lovely partner Mark Hanretty during our Save-Me skate, and dislocated his shoulder.  Ouch. I've since taken up ice-skating and have a lesson every Sunday morning!

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Do you remember Hurricane Katrina? It not only destroyed New Orleans, but also laid bare the ugly truth about America's racial divide. I reported on the disaster for the Guardian, and set out on a personal journey through the southern states to see what had changed since my African-American dad was forced to flee the US on racially-motivated charges. The last time I visited New Orleans I was a student travelling around America. It was the first time in my life that I was physically thrown out of somewhere for being black. "We don't have niggers like you here!" yelled the manager of a scummy youth hostel before throwing my belongings out of a first-floor window, scattering them over the street.