We kept talking about our good, old days in school. We used to eat a lot of snacks like these. We used to do lots of silly things together.
Once we were even punished by our discipline mistress and got sent to the laundry service department in our school for one week. In that week we folded more clothes than we ever have to do for the rest of our life. But why were we punished?
Already 14 years ago. Gosh... Really miss my time at boarding school.
Miss England badly...
Miss the teenage "me" badly...
Miss my innocent, sometimes nonchalant "self" that I've outgrown, badly.
My husband suddenly came over and gave me a very light swat on my bottom.
"Enough nostalgia. Go to bed now, or you'll miss the time when your butt was not sore" he said.