But there's nothing ordinary about April. During sea-going days she once lodged with Deputy Prime Minister John Prescott and still exchanges Christmas cards.
"I was brought up in Pitt Street, near the South Docks. Called after one of the Pitt family politicians, but we called it 'Pit Street', because it was so horrendous and it was very Dickensian, with filthy, dirty flats.
"We were all urchins, we used to pick tar up off the streets and eat it because we thought it tasted like toffee. That's what it was like.
"We moved to Norris Green, which was a new council estate, but unfortunately the whole of Scotland Road, then the most terrifying place in the world came too, so in five minutes Norris Green was a ghetto, with fist fights and brawls."
As for the working class experience of looking out for each other, she says: "Not for me, they were looking out for me to see how much they could hit me."