This is one of my memories of Joyce and takes me back to 1968. Joyce and I at this time were Messenger/Cadets at Prestwich Hospital then 15/16yrs of age. At two o'clock each afternoon we would begin the rounds of the wards delivering post messages etc The messenger/cadets of the day about eight of us had a pact. For those of us who could find an excuse( sneak out) of our designated departments would rondveave around the corner to the lift serving the upper three wards. At two fifteen we would all board the lift. We had become proficient at being able to stop the lift between floors and then the fun would begin. We would sit on the lift floor and start to sing, laugh, scream even dance We were all struck by Beatle/60s pop mania and Joyce was no exception she was always in the thick of it instigating any antics going on. I can still hear her laugh she was always laughing we would be hysterical she was so funny. Eventually someone would call the lift we would be returned to the ground floor and back to reality. Yes I suppose it was a skive when we should gave been working hard to justify our weekly wage of four pounds sixteen shillings. But Hey Ho we were just kids of the 60s having a fab time! Eventually for Joyce 60s pop/Beatle mania made way for another mania that of a certain 17yr old Cadet called David Young (Shiny shoes) and the rest is history. Great times Joyce RIPx