M y first recollection of wanting to be a midwife was when I was just three years old and I can clearly recall sitting in my Nana and...

I will never forget the day I left my home in the tiny village of Barlaston and set off with my Mum to go on what I thought then was the...

Fast forwards to 1988 and it was time to sit our Final Exams, fondly known as our "Finals". In true Caron style they had to fall on my...

I actually received my re-sit results whilst I was on holiday in Turkey with Natalie, Patsy and Mary. We had booked what we thought was a...

Before I move on to the main part of this book which is about my life as a midwife, I just want to look back at my early days and...

I am now turning eleven and being as St. Joseph's was a Primary School, it was almost time for me to leave there and move onto Secondary...