|Lorna - September 1953. Setting off for my first day at girls grammer school. Note the weird uniform and shoes.|
I look pretty pleased here but I was not happy at school, although looking back there were some good things (like the arguments we had about politics and radio programmes at lunchtime, where we sat in a dining room and served ourselves from serving dishes.) I did not fit in to the school ethos - I did not want to conform and so just seemed naughty and awkward. There was too much fuss about being 'ladylike', learning languages and wearing school uniform alongside too few facilities for games.