TUESDAYS KNICKERS

God, do you remember the "Trick-Stick"? I got mine from Poundstretcher, I thought I was ace on it although looking back I was pretty shit. I just remembered, Fay Lucas used to do the add on tv for it. I wanted to be like Fay! As for the 20 easter eggs - such a lie*. I think I was showing off. Don't ever remember getting 20 easter eggs!

Good to see I am interested in world affairs though by reporting BA's financial difficulties.
Now, I don't recall there being any 'kock' out at my holy communion, but it seems I thought quite alot of myself on 9th June 1982, I don't remember talking like a yardie at that time though.
Even at 7 this randy old maid takes a fancy to the boys from the secondary school

Loving my crayoning.

The pictures go on and on, and aren't as hilarious as I thought.

Two times I have written that "I am in a new place" with a picture of a desk so I guess I talked alot and got moved.

The only time I ever ran away from school was in infant 3. I bumped into mu Mom on the way home and tried to convince her that they let me out early. She made me ring my teacher at home that night to apologise and I had to stay in all dinner and playtimes for the next week cleaning her store room. She ended up being my favourite teacher ever and I cried when she left to teach kids in Jakarta or where ever.

I wonder if Mrs Lazenby is still alive? She was so cool.

She used to shake kids by the shoulders and call them "useless lumps of proto-plasm" and rub their nose in chalk off the board.

Incidentally, this is not why I ran away. I never had that done to me, the kids that did usually pissed themselves. You could tell this because she would ask for them to stay behind when the bell went ,when you returned in from break there was a wet mop trail weaving in and out of chairs from where she was last talking to the person at the front of the class to the toilets at the back of the room.

No, I ran away because the Head shouted at me for wasting sticky paper by cutting my shapes out of the middle of the piece and therefore wasting the sheet, instead of cutting my shapes out from the side.

I think I may have over-reacted.

Infant 3 was also the time I wore a leotard for P.E. I had not thought it through and when I put it on you could see my knickers...so I of course took them off. When I returned from P.E. I couldn't find my knickers. I remember this was a really big thing at the time. My Mom later found them in my coat pocket.

She told me the morning before that I could not take my leotard to school so I had to try and explain why at 7 I was returning home with no knickers. The shame. I couldn't get out of it cos I was wearing those knickers with the day of the week on them, she knew it was Tuesday!

* I didnt think I started lying until Junior 1. Most of my best porkies were told then. That was the year I also got done for bullying. Junior 1 was not as good as Infant 3, Junior 1 was all the Falklands, books about pirates, binary code (wtf? why try and teach that to 8 years olds?) and the year I killed the oldest plant in the school with powder paint. More on that later.