TranscriptMy memories of the hospital were terrible really because all I remember – I was only nearly five, and all I remember was all these people in white coats, you know, apparently they must have been physios, trying to stand me up and putting fingers on either side and of course I’m going to fall over and – ‘cause I didn't have my mother with me. So anyway, so they told my mother that I was a scallywag and not cooperating - because I’m not cooperating with them, I will never walk. I’m a scallywag according to my mum. So, anyway that was – I was there two years eight months and most of the time I was there I remember being strapped to the bed, because I think I fell out once and they put me into a chair and I fell over, and because of that all the children in that ward were strapped to the bed. It was like being in a prison.