I did try watching Grange Hill again (on Britbox) and I got a few episodes in before I realised that my eye twitch had kicked in.
I didn't eat. I just sat there and tried my best not to vomit. I was slightly fascinated by the colourful custards though..
I suffered on like this until I was about 8 and then my mum (no doubt on an economy drive) asked if I would prefer to take sandwiches? (I'd never thought to ask myself.
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Still had to sit in the canteen and cope with the smells and the noise but at least I could drink my tea and nibble at a Penguin biscuit albeit feeling like I was trying to swallow razor blades. Sandwiches were too big of an ask for my delicate tum-tum - which is why it was always making horrific gurgling noises that everybody could hear..
I used to look around at the other kids scoffing their food and they looked like they were enjoying it whereas I just wanted to die. At my son's specialist school they have the main dining room and a quieter room for kids who can't handle the main room, or who just need some quiet time. Had I have had a similar option when I was at school, I might have actually
eaten something..
My first day of school? I remember being led into the canteen. The smell was overpowering. The noise was deafening and I felt sick. I ate nothing. And I got told off..
I'd just spent the last five years in my own little world watching Pipkins and eating spaghetti hoops for my dinner. One day my mother walks me down to this strange building full of noisy kids and a lady with a very LOUD voice. Mum sits with me at a table for a few minutes, then she gets up and leaves without me and I wasn't allowed to go with her? I was traumatised!