When I was younger, I always got up at 5am. Basically, I got up when I woke up, much to Mum's dismay. (This was at a time Mum didn't get to bed until around then! Hence she gave up on sending me to bed early.)

One morning, I got up early, as per usual, and drew the curtains. What a site did I see!! There were a bunch of cows in the garden! This may not seem strange considering we live in the country, but these cows were exercising! There were hurdles and all sorts for them to jump over. Pure madness!

The next thing I can remember, we all went to see Nan near Newmarket (for some reason I can't remember.) Then, for some strange reason, I was walking along Kingsway (in Mildenhall) in order to get to the Upper School. (Note : we'd gone to Nan's by car, and I usually took the bus from home to school!). Then I woke up. I've never been able to make sense of that mad Summer's Day!

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