Ah yes, I remember waking up extremely early and getting dressed in my nice new shiny school uniform, five years old, complete with bright red socks, and feeling very dapper about it.
When mum woke up though she pointed that red socks were not really part of the uniform and I should wear grey ones instead.
Obviously my tendency towards non-conformity was already in its early stages and visible even then...
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