Spike starts nursery school

I don't think I ever really enjoyed school. People who say 'The school days are the best years of your life' are talking out of their backside if you ask me.

I remember my first day at Nursery reasonably well considering I was only four. I only had one real friend at that time, which was of course Dave as he lived next door. I was told he would be there the day I started, but unfortunately he wasn't. He went in the afternoon and I went in the morning.
So as soon as my mum left me in this strange room with two nursery nurses and lots of strange children, I cried. I cried for hours and remember the nursery nurses wiping my tears with paper towels. This actually hurt, why couldn't they have found some tissues? I also seemed to be the only child crying.
After I'd finally calmed down (which took some time), I had to join the other children sitting on the carpet. I was told to cross my legs. Now I had never crossed my legs before so I remember not knowing how the heck to do so. The other children seemed to find this quite funny as I stretched my legs out, tried kneeling and several other sitting positions before I finally figured out how to do so.
I had a pretty bad first day and was overjoyed when my mum came to finally take me home. My mum then arranged with Daves mum for us to both go to nursery at the same time, and after that it became a lot better.

One of the best games Dave and myself would play at nursery would involve us being burglars. There was an indoor play house full of pots and pans and various other things in the kitchen area. The girls would play happy families in there, and Dave and myself would sneak in and steal as much as we could and then run away.

 I also met my first girlfriend at nursery. Can I call her my first girlfriend? Maybe not, but Claire still always refers to her as being so.
My favourite colour as a child was orange, I have no idea why really, but for some reason I liked it a lot back then.
There was a girl there called Jody, and you guessed it, she had ginger hair. It was for this reason that I liked her. Looking back now, I think she was actually very pretty too, so I must have had good taste.
Unfortunately when we got into Junior school Jody left to go to another one.
I am fairly sure she remained in Stevenage though. Back when I'd turned eighteen I heard that she was a barmaid in a local pub. I'm not sure if I ever saw her in there as I doubt I'd have recognised her. Yet the person that told me she was working there said she was quite a stunner now. Therefore I must have had good taste.

I suppose nursey was quite fun, and probably the hi-light of my school years. We didn't have to do any work, it was mainly playing with toys, listening to stories and drawing pictures. We then finished at lunchtime and I could go home to watch childrens programmes.