There but for the grace ..........

Friday, October 24th, 2008

One day at school, when I think I was 7, I was taken across to the Junior school and sat in a classroom with older kids. We got these examination papers and we had to fill them in, which I did. No frigging idea what was going on. And that was it and I heard no more about it for years.

Much later on, my mom told me that I had sat an 11+ examination (the state examination of the time for entry into grammar schools) and passed it. The plot apparently was to send me at 7 to George Dixon's Grammar School, a school for kids of 11 or older and then if all went well, I would go to King Edward VI School in Birmingham, one of the best schools in the country.

Well, I didn't and to this day, I don't know why. But I'm glad for I might have ended up as a boffin and never had as much fun. Mind you, I'd still like to get my hands on that Large Hadron Collider. It wouldn't be just protons I'd be colliding; imagine cabbages just for a start.