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I wanted to be a landscape architect, but I trained as a teacher; I worked in publishing; I was a waitress.

Deborah Moggach

I wanted to be a landscape architect, but I trained as a teacher; I worked in publishing; I was a waitress.

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About Deborah Moggach

Deborah Moggach (née Hough; born 28 June 1948) is an English novelist and screenwriter. She has written nineteen novels, including The Ex-Wives, Tulip Fever (made into the film of the same name), These Foolish Things (made into the film The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel) and Heartbreak Hotel.