I was born on the 3rd of September, 1945, at Hyde Terrace. We lived at Hyde Park until I was six or seven.

I can remember my infant school was just lower down on Brudenell Road. And every afternoon we used to have to have a sleep on a camp bed, whether we wanted to or not. The first week I was at school, I got whooping cough - I was quite poorly with that.

We used to go to our local church at the top of the street opposite Woodhouse Moor and we used to have ‘Tuppenny talkies’ - they put a film show on for you. We used to love going there - and then it went up to the ‘Threpenny thrillers’!

We used to go to the Gaumont picture house, which was at the top of Cookridge Street. It's now a nightclub I think. And on every Saturday morning we used to go – three of us, my two older sisters and me. I think it was one way my mum could get rid of us all - peaceful morning! And whoever's birthday it was, they used to get them up on the stage and get all the kids singing ‘Happy Birthday’.

And you’d get right cliffhangers - they used to finish and we were all glued to it, and then they cut it off, you didn't know what was going to happen and you had to wait until the following week to find out. That was to get us all to go again. Oh, all sorts!