While Sheila tells the story calmly now, over half a century later, one can only imagine the anxiety of giving birth to your first child only to be told there was something wrong.

She was born on the 15th of November, and I was just thrilled to bits.

She looked just like any newborn baby, and everything went well.

She was born at 2:00 in the morning.

6:00 in the morning, they told me that Sarah was a little mucusy, so they would leave her in the nursery and bring her out at 9:00.

I wasn't worried because I'm aware of babies being like that.

But at 9:00 o'clock, they came, and the curtains were pulled round, and a doctor came in to see me, and they told me that Sarah wasn't well and that they didn't know what the problem was, but that they were going to have to take her to another hospital because it was a small hospital I had her in.

Her parents noticed, and finally Sheila sat her down and asked her what was wrong.