…Had gammon for lunch.
This afternoon I played outside and did my homework.
I read six Asterix books today.
Thinking back I’ve always tended to associate homework with secondary school; but it seems I got landed with the occasional out-of-hours assignment at primary school as well. It wouldn’t have been very much: some reading perhaps, or a few maths puzzles. Not enough to disrupt what was otherwise a typical mid-80s Sunday… a cooked meal at 1pm followed by a play in the back garden with my sister… up to my bedroom for an Asterixathon… a bit of telly later.
Come the evening, I can’t believe I wouldn’t have felt a little of the same gnawing pre-Monday dread that still grips me to this day.