The saint who has always mattered most to me is St Francis of Assisi. I was brought up as a rarely practising Anglican, but attended a convent school because no others were open in Deal when I was 7, in 1940. Reading the New Testament I always wanted to become a Catholic but not surprisingly my parents said I was too young. But when I was about fifteen, I read H.V.Morton’s In the Steps of St Francis and became motivated by the description of his prayer life to become more urgent in my prayers to be allowed to be received. Not long afterwards, my parents did give permission – coincidence?? and I was received into the Church in December 1959, later taking Frances as confirmation name in his honour, and calling my daughter Frances (ditto).