Around this time of year thousands of children will go to school for the first time. I still remember my first day, though I've no recollection of a story my mum tells, wherein she brought me home at the end of that day and I assumed that was it - I'd been to school, and didn't need to go again !
I'm glad, of course, that I did! Before very long they started to teach me what I believe is the most important thing of all - reading. I took to this in a big way and if there's a cure for the habit - I don't want it!
I did enjoy school pretty much all the way through. I received what I reckon was a very good education and I was lucky enough to have some very good teachers. As I look back over it all now, I'd like to thank them...