Peggy Sarsfield

My sister was three years older than me, and she was already across here at St James’ doing her training. She made the base for the rest of us. She used to be always telling us about patients, the funny things that had happened to her, and being at her first delivery of a baby. I found all of that interesting and I thought, ‘Well I would quite like to do something like that as well.’

I went to work in medicine for the elderly, which I’d loved in my training. They were just such an interesting group. When they finally got used to my accent and stopped asking the man in the next bed, “What did she say?,” I just loved them. They were able to tell you so many stories about the wars, about what they did, about Leeds and everything.