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Johanna Walsh

Johanna Walsh at Park Prewett Hospital. Photo courtesy of Geraldine Walsh

“It was hard work with long hours in Psychiatric nursing. I went into mental health nursing; I loved working with the patients. The hospital was Park Prewett Hospital in Basingstoke, Hampshire.

 

It must have been around 1955, but I can’t be exact about when I arrived in England. I came from Waterford in Southern Ireland. I was the third youngest of nine siblings.

Originally there were 13 of us but sadly the other four siblings never reached adulthood. My mother also died when I was four years old from septicemia, gained from a small cut on her finger – there was no free health care then.

We lived on a farmhouse and pretty much grew all the food we ate – this enabled us not to be so much affected by the war.

I spent some time in hospital as a child with Tuberculosis – strange to say that I enjoyed my time in hospital. There are scars at both sides of my neck from the operations to remove fluid from the infection.

 

 

Photo courtesy of Geraldine Walsh

It was common to make your own clothing or have them made for you. I knew of a wonderful dressmaker in Waterford. Adorned with pictures from magazines, I would show her what I wanted, often a cocktail borrowed from different styles – she would make them for me. One of these dresses I had at Park Prewett – many of the nurses took turns to wear it just for a photo!

This year I celebrated my 90th birthday. I was born in 1930. I enjoy the health care provided by the NHS – without it I am sure many of us would have had shorter lives and most likely less quality health.

Most of my life has been spent living in England now. However it hasn’t always been a bed of roses. There have been many challenges. I remember the days when ‘No Blacks, no Irish and no dogs’ adorned housing with rooms to let. Alongside other issues too – it was very difficult if you were an unmarried mother.

I am glad that this time has gone, but there is no freedom that can ever be taken for granted. Fortunately, there were many people here who had open hearts and minds to accommodate us. I have no regrets and have had many happy years.

Johanna Walsh at Park Prewett Hospital. Photo courtesy of Geraldine Walsh

Photo by Edward Walsh of Johanna Walsh. Photo courtesy of Geraldine Walsh.

Conversations with my mother, Johanna Walsh, on her time nursing 

– Geraldine Walsh

Gloria Hanley

I was born in a small village in St Kitts, where everyone knew everyone. I am one of 12 children, and the first girl in my family. My parents weren’t rich but they sacrificed and paid for me to be educated at the prestigious City High School. After I left school at 18, I worked at an insurance company, a newspaper and in the Ministry of Tourism and Development as a civil servant. One day I saw an advertisement for training as a nurse in England. I felt the time had come for me to fly the nest.

Dr Prakash Sinha

Prakash Sinha was an oncoplastic reconstructive cancer surgeon and the Medical Director of Princess Royal University Hospital and South Sites at the King’s College Hospital NHS Foundation Trust. He died in service at the age of 58 in October 2020.

Yasin

I'm originally from Syria. I was in middle school when I fled to Lebanon due to the war. I kept studying and manged to get a scholarship for a nursing degree. But after graduation, I couldn’t register as a nurse with the Ministry of Labour because of my Syrian nationality. It’s very challenging to find work in Lebanon for refugees. My only option was working informally in a hospital intensive care unit. It was very intense work – especially during Covid times – and I was working long hours for basically nothing.

Mirasol De Guzman

I was recruited from the Philippines in 2000 as part of a 40 person batch. It was my first time leaving my family and going abroad. I was feeling really lonely, but at the same time excited because it was a new chapter for me.