Primary School
Most of what occured at my first primary school is lost in the mists of my memory, but I do have some stories from it, some of which are very funny but will have to wait for an appropriate question.

This one relates to my first 'girlfriend', aged probably about 6, although I'm not entirely sure. I'm pretty sure she was called Melissa, and had dark hair, though beyond that I'm fairly hazy on details.

I barely ever spoke to her, but one day I decided that she was my girlfriend, possibly after my friends had convinced me that not having a girlfriend made you a total loser. I did not consult her on the matter, but did at least have the courtesy to inform her of this fact. That, I thought, was the end of it, I went back to playing Star Wars with my friends and she carried on doing whatever it is 6 year old girls do.

Some days later, she came up to me and told me that I was very nice, but her mum says that I just wasn't her type. How her mother knew what her type was, her being six and probably relatively inexperienced in the game of love that so many people are slaved to, and also having never met me, eludes me. But I didn't really mind. Star Wars was infinitely more fun.

As you may have gathered, I was a rather odd child.
(WarneMarsh My priority for frivolity begets quality jollity, Thu 20 Oct 2005, 18:39, Reply)