Exiled in a kilt

Ok, I mentioned in Part 1 of the report stuff that I'd make an entry on this. It wont be as long or as funny as mtspurs entries however.

The first girl I ever loved was called Jane. I was about 5 1/2 and smitten, she had this mousy blonde hair and green eyes. I made her this fancy valentines card out of construction paper, macaroni, pipe-cleaners & glitter - then of course being the clumsy idiot I was/am I spilt my entire glass of Ribena (grape flavoured dilutable juice, for those unfamiliar with it). Of course the card was soaked and it now had a kind of psychedelic tie-dye look to it with dark red blotches on it.

Now some people would have made a new card instead, but I have always been kinda lazy so on the inside instead of some rhyme I wrote/scrawled "sorry the card is wet, I spilt my ribena on it" . I then gave it to her the next day at school. The teacher & her parents found this to be wonderfully cute, and after lunch she returned with a card for me (which I still have to this day actually). We spent the next week sitting together at playtimes - until I ruined things by throwing a worm in her hair