While going through my stuff to pack I've found a tape of my sister Caroline at age 15 playing the piano and me aged 7 playing the violin I'd just got. I wanted to make the tape for my eldest sister, Hazel who was away at university at the time. I'm talking/making noises/joking/laughing maniacally inbetween each song. My mother finds that now is the right time to tell me she thought about and was advised by teachers to take me to a child psychologist! Haha! She said she didn't want me 'mucked about with', so she didn't.
I find this all very amusing and it also explains a lot.
EDIT: And now I've started reading her poetry by Ted Hughes. Seven years old! I was destined to be strange; DESTINED, I tell thee!
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