title: Good news.
abstract: I have always been a dreamer. When I started nursing in the early 1950s, I was convinced I would be a ward sister by the time I was 23, and a matron by 26. Six months after I completed my training, I married. All dreams of becoming a matron were forgotten and I concentrated on the latest one, a home and family. This materialised, but to the exclusion of my career.