I look back at photographs and I remember at the time I thought I was not very attractive.

I remember feeling that. I couldn't do, nor did I want to do, the kinds of roles I'd been doing.

I remember people who'd had a lot of hardship during the war. They'd thought we'd won.

Such a one do I remember, whom to look at was love.

I remember a big meeting with the hosiery trade in Harold's ministerial room.

I remember being in strong physics, physiology and biology classes.