Random Childhood thoughts

I've just been having a shower and all these random childhood thoughts popped into my head ~ does that ever happen to you? I was thinking of some old bits & bobs my Mum gave me a while back. She is pretty minimalist my Mum, throwing everything out the second it's not needed. I must take after my Nanny (her Mum) hoarding everything. When I was little I made some bits & bobs & she must have sent them to Nanny (who lived 200 miles away in Epsom). Nanny kept them and when she died Mum found them and gave them to me...

There is one picture I made (this is the one I was thinking about in the shower) and as the warm water was washing over my back I remembered where I had made it - Warmbrook junior school in Chapel-en-le-Frith. I was there from 7-11 years old. The headmaster, Mr Henderson, was a lovely man, kind hearted, kept everyone in order - fab. Mr Smith, my 1st year teacher was another lovely man. Old, plump, round face , red cheeked, well that's what I remember but who knows. He always read us Brear Rabbit stories which we loved. The school was very symmetrical in shape. A square hall with a stage at the front in the centre and in each corner there was a door leading to a corridor where the class rooms were. To the left of the stage was 1st year, 2nd year was to the right and at the back were the 3rd & 4th year classrooms. I know I had a male teacher in the 3rd year but for the life of me can't remember his name. I am almost sure we had Mrs Middleton in 4th year. I adored that school. We had dinner in the hall too, octagonal tables and metal water jugs that were always cold and made the water taste funny. Mrs Youd (Carolines Mum) was a dinner lady there and always looked after me. I had 2 best friends, Pauline Timpson & Gillian Salthouse. Pauline was kind hearted but not very bright bless her and unfortunately I took advantage of this. My mum always gave me 2 biscuits for playtime but Pauline used to bring loads of sweets including the pink sherbet, American Cream Soda- yum. I would say to her, if I give you half of mine would you give me half of yours and she did, willingly, everyday. Maybe she was just really kind hearted?? Gillian Salthouse was the girl I loved, as a friend, we were inseperable. I would play at her house & she would play at mine. We parted company when we left junior school as she moved to New Mills and went to a different school. Funny isn't it, how one thought can trigger off so much.