He-ey, wait a second.....
When I was 11 it was time for all the kids in my primary school to take the 11+ exams. Horrible things, and the weird thing was a lot of the kids got private tutors. I got my mum locking me in a room for several hours then coming back to check what I'd done, then making me re-do it 'til I got it right. Argh, the memories...in any case, I digress.

After all the exams were over and once I was in school, a lot of the kids started bragging about what they'd been given for taking the exams. One kid had been 'paid' 50 quid for each exam, one had got a pony (bloody typical of the stuck up school it was), others had got various bits of shiny gadgetry. I considered what I'd been happy to receive after I came back from my exams - one square of that Lindt 70% dark chocolate from the large bars - the strong stuff. I always was an odd kid...

Anyway, it was the motivation that I'd get 'drug chocolate', as I called it, at the end of the exam that made me work hard enough to get a bursary so that I could afford to go and get freaked out by the rich and upper classes, bunch of bloody weirdos that you lot are (I know you're out there hiding in your wellies, come out, I can see you!)
( Hampster Squared has stuff at www.tilla.co.uk, Mon 20 Feb 2006, 22:58, Reply)