I was very bolshie and only filled name date etc and the put a line across every question, I hated the grammar school uniform and thought most of the kids stuck up.
You can imagine my horror when I was sent instead to "The convent of the daughters of Mary help of Christians boarding and day school" The name was bad enough and the uniform worse, I did get a very good high school education though for which I am grudgingly grateful.
I changed my job every few weeks. it was easy I left school in 61 full employment and easy living.
Not sure how it shaped my life, still bolshie, still hate uniforms.
Did give me a love of the arts and music.
My very first job and one I loved most was while I was still at school, too young to join the local jazz club I got a job washing glasses in the kitchen at the weekends, so in my breaks I could peep round the door and listen.
That was cool.
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