When I was 18, 17 plus, I always wanted to be a nurse. Because I used to go visiting. Nobody saw anyone in the hospital in Montego Bay where I was. And I used to like to see the nurses in the white uniform; and I thought, “That’s what I’d like to do”, sort of thing. So I’ve asked my brother—who was living in Chorley—because they wanted nurses from over here, to send me a hospital near him. So he sent me the address for the hospital and I stayed with him for two weeks. I could apply in Jamaica, but because it’s a small island and all the other islands could come to it, you might have to wait three years before you could get into nursing. So when he sent me this, I thought, that was good.